tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63122220712702338872024-02-07T05:10:55.590-05:00The Multiverses of Liza O'ConnorWhatever can happen, will happen.Liza O'Connorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11206604386433215482noreply@blogger.comBlogger709125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6312222071270233887.post-44549896615681657462020-04-01T00:00:00.000-04:002020-04-01T00:00:01.448-04:00Unexpected Betrayals @Liza0Connor<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Unexpected Betrayals<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Liza O’Connor</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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Mary Campbell was tired of servicing half the town. Ever
since she reached puberty at the age of twelve, all the boys and men in her
town wanted her. Nor could she refuse them. Despite all her pleas to stop, they
would take what they wanted, certain she liked it. And the reason they believed
this was because in truth her body wanted them. While her mind objected, her
body did not. She would have sex with anyone, even if she hated them. Finding
her life intolerable, she had decided to move to California and start a new
life where no one knew her past.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Mary
Campbell was tired of servicing half the town. Ever since she reached puberty
at the age of twelve, all the boys and men in her town wanted her. Nor could
she refuse them. Despite all her pleas to stop, they would take what they
wanted, certain she liked it. And the reason they believed this was because in
truth her body wanted them. While her mind objected, her body did not. She
would have sex with anyone, even if she hated them. Finding her life intolerable,
she had decided to move to California and start a new life where no one knew
her past.<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Mary
Campbell wrote down three phone numbers and closed out of the website before
any of her family noticed what she was viewing. As she slipped the paper into
her pocket, she looked out the window. A cold gray sky left little doubt that
soon it would begin to snow again. Nothing unusual for a Minnesota winter day,
but Mary was tired of it; tired to the bone.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">After
dinner, she lifted the wireless phone from its cradle and carried it upstairs
to her bedroom. Her brother was in his room listening to country music, her
parents were downstairs: Mom in the kitchen and Dad in front of the TV, no
doubt sound asleep, even though it was barely eight p.m.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Mary
dialed the first number. If this didn’t work, come the next phone bill there
would be hell to pay for these long-distance numbers. She had barely explained
why she was calling when the girl cut her off with a quick, “It’s rented,” and
slammed the phone down. The second person was nicer, but the news was no
better. “Third’s the charm,” she whispered, as she dialed the last number.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">She
explained why she was calling and held her breath waiting for the bad news….<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">“Yeah,
well it’s like not much,” the girl replied, “But it’s cheap.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Mary
paused, surprised to find a rent of $800 a month considered cheap. “Then…it’s
available?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">“Yeah,
you interested?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">“Yes,
oh, yes.” She was more than interested. She was desperate.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">“Come
by tomorrow morning, 1606 Anderson, first door on the left, fifth floor.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">“Wait!”
she panicked. “It will take me a day to get there. Can you hold it for me?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">There
was a pause. “Sure, you sound like a nice person. I’ll hold it.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Mary
was shaking as she disconnected her call. She had done it. She had a place to
live in sunny California. She snuck downstairs, returned the phone to its
cradle and then hurried back to her room to pack. Terrified that someone might
walk in while she packed, she gave little thought to what she tossed inside.
Once the suitcase was full, she slid it beneath her bed, so her Dad wouldn’t
notice when he came to say good night.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">She
removed her gown and studied her naked body before the mirror. Everyone said she
was prettier than the movie stars. She hadn’t always been so beautiful. Her
life had been normal as a young girl, but when she reached puberty and her body
changed, everyone loved her. The teachers, the boys…even the girls. Within a
single year, she turned from being a wallflower to the most popular girl in
school.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">At
first the constant admiration pleased her but as time progressed, she grew
jaded. No one knew anything about her. They loved her on sight, because of her
looks, not because of who she was.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">When
she graduated from school two years ago, she went to work at a dentist office.
Getting the job had been easy, but keeping it required more than she wished.
Recently her boss had been pressuring her to get an apartment so he could be
with her beyond work hours.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">She
had admitted she would like her own place, and gratefully accepted the money he
offered so she could afford to rent an apartment.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">She
suspected he’d be a bit angry when he discovered the apartment she rented was
in California, but she never actually said she’d look in Minnesota.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">She
was in bed when her father softly opened her door and eased inside, closing the
door behind him. “You awake, sweetie?” he whispered.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">She
hesitated before answering. It would be over faster if she admitted she was.
She rolled to her back. “Yes, sir.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">She
awoke to the banging of pots as her mother fixed breakfast. The clock said it
was almost four a.m. She rolled from the bed and grabbed her robe, stumbling to
the bathroom. Her heart raced as she realized this would be the last morning
she’d rise before the sun.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Breakfast
was always a silent affair. It was too early in the morning for anyone to have
much to say. Once the meal was consumed, everyone went about their chores on
the farm. Only Mary was exempt from farm work. She had a job at the Dentist’s
office, which brought in hard cash. Her dad had been after her brother Jeff to
bring home a wife to help Mom with the house chores, but so far, Jeff hadn’t
complied with that request.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Mary
sighed. It was good she was leaving. She suspected Jeff would never marry as
long as she remained at home.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">With
everyone about his or her chores, Mary was able to toss the suitcase from her
bedroom window, walk downstairs, retrieve it from the hedge and put it in the
car without notice. It was easy, yet the whole time she held her breath,
expecting something or someone to stop her from escaping. Even as she drove to
the airport, she expected a car accident to block her way or a tire to go flat.
She didn’t relax until the plane lifted into the air<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Finally,
her life was her own!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #2f5597; font-size: 24.0pt;">This book is available at multiple places.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="background: white; border: none 1.0pt; color: #2b2b2b; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt; padding: 0in;">Release Date:</span></b><span style="background: white; color: #2b2b2b; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"> April
1, 2020</span><span style="font-size: 24.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 24.0pt;">You may choose your bookstore
using a single code: <span style="color: #2f5597; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: #2F5597; mso-style-textfill-fill-colortransforms: lumm=75000; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: accent1; mso-themecolor: accent1; mso-themeshade: 191;"><a href="https://books2read.com/u/bMpVqv"><span style="color: #044a91; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: #044A91; mso-style-textfill-fill-colortransforms: lumm=75000; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: hyperlink; mso-themecolor: hyperlink; mso-themeshade: 191;">https://books2read.com/u/bMpVqv</span></a><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Barnes & Noble<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Nook<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"></span>Liza O'Connorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11206604386433215482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6312222071270233887.post-27747474972457896122020-03-24T00:00:00.000-04:002020-03-24T00:00:01.124-04:00The Future of Scotland Yard by Liza O'Connor<h1 style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0in;">
The Future of Scotland Yard</h1>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Liza O'Connor</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; font-weight: normal;">England has become besieged with foreign entities claiming
to be English citizens. Three of them have managed to become members of Parliament.
Worse yet, the new Prime Minister plans to remove Xavier from his position as
head of Foreign Affairs and slot in a man the new Prime Minister likes a great
deal. Unfortunately, the man is a Russian Spy.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; font-weight: normal;">Worse yet: Vic’s sister, Claire, has been declared healthy,
despite being insane, and after marrying her doctor, who declared her sane, a
week later she returns to London with the intent to kill everyone she hates,
which is anyone associated with Vic. When Claire’s husband gets fired, he joins
her in London and proves to be the reason she has a killing compulsion. He
wasn’t making her better all this time. He was making her deadly.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; font-weight: normal;">To Vic’s horror, she discovers that Claire has murdered
young men who resemble her. Since Tubs keeps Vic safe from harm, Claire is
forced to kill young men who look like Vic rather than kill Vic. The murders
have gone on for a year since Scotland Yard sought a man as the killer.
Fortunately, the sixteenth victim didn’t die and knew exactly who had attempted
to kill him: Claire Hamilton.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; font-weight: normal;">Claire is charged with
fifteen deaths and one attempted murder. She is to be hung, the only problem
is that Claire is so light, there’s a strong possibility that she won’t die and
will quite possibly escape. Barns is determined not to let that happen, but
Claire has some amazing skills.</span><span style="font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Chapter 1<o:p></o:p></h1>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Vic and Xavier, the finest sleuths in England, couldn’t
sleep due to a noisy street mob outside their window. For some reason, their
normally quiet street had been invaded with a riot of drunken sods who wished to
sing off-key and dance the bloody night away. Worse yet, some of the neighbors
gave up on sleeping and joined the party as well.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Even at 6:00 a.m., the mob remained outside his home being
as noisy as ever. Having enough of this nonsense, Xavier stormed down to
Gregory’s room and demanded he use his telephone to ask Barns, the new head of
Scotland Yards, to throw the whole bloody lot of them in jail.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Sir, it is very early in the morning. I doubt he has yet
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Don’t argue with me, for I haven’t had a wink of sleep,”
Xavier warned.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">With a huff, Gregory dialed the head of Scotland Yard on the
matter of badly singing drunks.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“What?” Barns snapped.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Before Gregory could reply, Xavier grabbed the telephone and
yelled, “Barns, I want you to blast the drunken sods on my street with cold
water. No one in this house has gotten a minute of sleep!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Are you there?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“I am. I’m just astounded that you called me on such a
ridiculous request so early in the morning.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“They have been at it all night. Shall I send them to your
street and see how much you like their off-key singing? Several of the local
dogs are howling in pain from the racket.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Xavier, I don’t have time to tend to the mob. I have far more
serious problems.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“What other problems can you possibly have at this god-awful
early hour?” Xavier demanded.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“I don’t have time to discuss it, presently,” Barns snapped.
“However, I’ll have Captain Meyers send a carriage of officers to disperse your
party.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“They aren’t my bloody partygoers!” Xavier snapped. Before
he could rant more, Barns hung-up on him.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Xavier stared at the phone in shock. Barns had never hung up
on him before.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">By the time Xavier returned upstairs, he was highly annoyed.
“Barns just hung up on me!” he yelled at Vic.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Well, something must be up for him to be at work so early.
And why are you yelling at me? I didn’t hang up on you.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“I appreciate that,” Xavier stated. “Thank you for not
yelling at me.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Vic wrapped her arms around him and kissed him.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Even better,” he stated. “Let us ignore the nonsense
outside and enjoy a moment of pleasure.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">“Excellent idea,” Vic assured
him.</span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">Five minutes into their love
making, Captain Meyers and his officers arrived to remove the noisy and
inconsiderate street people.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Damn it all! Why do they show up now?” Xavier snapped.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Vic covered his face with kisses. “Stop. They are doing
exactly what you asked them to do. You cannot demand them to arrive, then
complain that they actually arrived.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“You are correct. So, let us continue to make love while
they disperse the mass of troublesome, inconsiderate Cretans outside our window.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">While they concluded a very fine bout of pleasure, Captain
Meyers and his men removed the obnoxious partygoers, threatening them with jail
time if they returned. Now with blessed silence outside, they decided to get a
bit more sleep.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Should we let Stone know that we’ll be late to work?” Vic asked.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">“Stone will figure out why
and where we are. While his body has weakened, his brain and hearing have not.”</span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Vic agreed. Stone, their third partner and former head of
Scotland Yard, was awake and in the office across the street. Any issues that
might pop up before they got a bit more sleep, Stone would handle if he could do
so at his desk. If a problem required mobility, he would send Jacko’s eldest
son, Pete, across the street to let us know.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">While Davy was also in the office, he could no longer do
much, other than fix a hot cup of tea. His bones hurt like the devil during winter,
and this winter was brutal.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Vic had offered to move him back to her warmer home, but Davy
refused. While he insisted the drafty room upstairs suited him, she suspected
he just couldn’t get use to the noisy children in her home. Thus, she purchased
him the finest blankets she could find, to keep him from freezing to death.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">To be honest, the children
were a noisy lot, but she didn’t mind since it was mostly in play. Vic loved to
hear all the children playing and laughing. Besides her fabulous son, Cannon,
there was Tub’s boy, Ham, who was by far the tallest of the children now,
despite that Cannon was ten months older than Ham. Their latest rescue was an
adorable baby boy named Danny. She acquired him from a Baby Farmer who had been
ordered to kill the child. For a mere hundred pounds, he gave her the child.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">Best of all: the children got
along with one another.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;">Unfortunately, when </span>Claire
finally discovered her mansion didn’t legally belong to her, she went crazy.
Upon discovering that Victor “owned” her mansion, she set it on fire. Never
mind she and her many male friends were the only ones who entered it now that she
had divorced David.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Refusing to risk the lives of everyone in Vic and
Xavier’s house, Xavier had Claire committed to the finest asylum in England.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Vic hoped the place could cure her.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Xavier doubted anyone could cure Claire, but he
never shared that with Vic.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">However, it did mean that Maddy moved to their house
so she could live with her father, David, and little Danny. Nor, did it take
long for David to realize Maddy hated baby Danny.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Vic wasn’t surprised that Maddy had anger issues. But
she had no idea why Maddy would focus her anger on the sweet baby.</span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 24.0pt;">NEW WORLD<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">With much of Earth burning presently,
soon Earth will fall into a very long ice age.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Fortunately, a group of women, men,
half-saires, and one full-saire are hidden on a lovely island. The full-saire
has a spaceship capable of leaving Earth and traveling to a more reliable
planet that never grows too cold or hot.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6.0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: .3in;">
<span style="font-size: large;">However, when they arrive, the planet
looks much like prehistoric Earth, with giant reptiles everywhere. Fortunately,
Keelan and Tiburon are strong and mighty warriors. By noon, they have killed
most of the deadly creatures that their life bubble protects. They also saved
the life of a twelve-foot chicken-like creature who turns out to be sentient
and a great help when locating dangers.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6.0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: .3in;">
<span style="font-size: large;">The two warriors were able to remove
most of the T-Rexes as well. Only two had to be killed for refusing to leave
their valley. Thus, they have survived day one.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">But how long will their bullets and
luck hold out?</span><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">4. Several balk at coming until Keelan
plays the death card.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“But is it not safer to stay here?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“The answer is no on many levels.
First, you will run out of food within a month. Second, this island will be
underwater in less than two years. Third, without Jesse’s soothing nature, you
will all be fighting within a week.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 6.0pt; text-align: left; text-indent: .3in;">
<span style="font-size: large;">“However, if you do wish to stay on
Earth, then your best chance is to gather all the food and grains you can and
go down to the shelter. Don’t forget to buy seeds and soil so you can grow
food.” He then focused on Kyle. “Kyle, it is very likely that you will go to
jail in the next few months. The only reason they haven’t found you is because
I placed an electronic device on the island that makes it seemingly disappear.
However, I’ve disconnected it now and will be taking it with me.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Why did you do that?” Kyle demanded.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Because we might need it at our new
home.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">David smiled as he looked around.
Everyone but Kyle, Carmella, Michael, and a sullen Mechal had entered the ship.
He focused on Carmella. “You are greatly needed, but if you wish to stay and
die with your husband and son, I understand. Or all four of you could come...
but I’m rather certain that once I climb into the ship, the latch will close.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Mike ran up the ramp without
hesitation. When Carmella remained, David sighed heavily and walked up the ramp
slowly. Half-way up, Carmella, Mechal, and Kyle complained about David’s slow
gate and passed him, hurrying into the ship.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Once everyone was in and latched to the
walls, Keelan powered up the engine. The first bit was rough, and Jesse
stressed over the younger children. She could hear them crying in fear. Once
they left Earth’s gravitational pull, they traveled quietly for four days.
Naturally, the adults demanded to be unlatched so they could move around.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Keelan, the only one not attached to
the walls, since he was piloting the ship, rejected their request. “First of
all, there is very little gravity in here so you would be bouncing all over the
place causing harm to others and danger to the ship. Secondly, while it doesn’t
happen frequently, shock waves from an exploding black hole could knock you
about sufficiently to kill you if you don’t remain in your cocoon. While the
cocoon does cause leg cramps for some, no one has ever died from it. If you
leave your cocoon before we arrive on our planet, you will almost certainly
die, and could very well kill others as you slam about the room. So for the
safety of all, you will remain in your cocoons. End of Discussion!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“You expect us to hold our bladder for
four days? Mechel yelled.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“No, I wouldn’t advise that. You were
supposed to insert a tube into your penis and and a large tube in your rectum.
If you failed to do so, it’s not a life endangering problem. Your urine and
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hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive
with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, skydive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid
gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts.
Yet throughout her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing
novels. She loves to create interesting characters, set them loose, and scribe
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<br />Liza O'Connorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11206604386433215482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6312222071270233887.post-13983740019443705902020-01-01T00:00:00.001-05:002020-01-01T00:00:04.944-05:00New World, book 3 of Alien's Among Us<br />
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<b><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 24.0pt;">NEW WORLD<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">With much of Earth burning presently,
soon Earth will fall into a very long ice age.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Fortunately, a group of women, men,
half-saires, and one full-saire are hidden on a lovely island. The full-saire
has a spaceship capable of leaving Earth and traveling to a more reliable
planet that never grows too cold or hot.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">However, when they arrive, the planet
looks much like prehistoric Earth, with giant reptiles everywhere. Fortunately,
Keelan and Tiburon are strong and mighty warriors. By noon, they have killed
most of the deadly creatures that their life bubble protects. They also saved
the life of a twelve-foot chicken-like creature who turns out to be sentient
and a great help when locating dangers.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">The two warriors were able to remove
most of the T-Rexes as well. Only two had to be killed for refusing to leave
their valley. Thus, they have survived day one.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">But how long will their bullets and
luck hold out?</span><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">1 The Final
Preparations to go to the New World<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">It took over a year to acquire all the
instruments, weaponry, and other items they believed they would need to survive
on the new planet. And for the entire year, none of the men would make love to
Jesse nor any of the other ladies who had not been sterilized. Not even her
beloved Keelan.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">While Jesse understood the reason why
she should not become pregnant during the year of preparation, the loss of
affection made her testy to all the men, which resulted in all the men avoiding
her like the plague.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">The smartest person in their group,
Carmella had gotten her tubes tied the prior year when she finally realized
her future contributions would come from the sons she had already born and her
fabulous brain. This allowed her to focus all her love on Kyle, the man who
gave up his career to ensure she was safe from the government. Between her
brilliance and that of her two sons, they could solve almost any problem that
occurred. And there was an astounding number of problems on a daily basis.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Jesse would have been overwhelmed if
the task to solve these complicated matters had been placed on her shoulders.
Yet, Carmella seemed to sort out solutions faster than trouble could show up.
She had to be the smartest woman on Earth.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Jesse’s job was less impressive. She
only had her nanny job now. And the children and cubs were so sweet and
well-behaved, that she mostly just hugged and kissed them. Even in their play,
they were now cooperative and gentle to the younger children.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Still, she worried about those who did
not have her blood. She feared they would think themselves second-rate
children. Thus, every day she always made an effort to build their confidence.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Jess never saw Keelan anymore. He would
call her often from his army cell phone and ask about her day and then tell her
of his day, but he refused to see her in person. He confessed his need to make
love to her would overwhelm him, so until they reached their new home, he
needed to stay far away from her.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Jess sighed heavily. “I am not happy
with you staying away, but I understand. If I actually saw you just now, I
would jump your bones for sure. I’ve never needed love so intensely as I do
now.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Well, once we land on the planet,
assess, and solve our immediate dangers, I will do my best to cheer you up.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Why can’t you cheer me up first?” Jess
objected.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Keelan sighed heavily. “Because half of
our people would set off to check out our new planet and be eaten within hours.
They have no concept of the present dangers on our new planet.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Why did you choose this planet if it
is so dangerous?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Because I intend to get rid of the
dangers.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Will you be safe doing that?” Jesse
challenged.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“I refuse to lie to you, so the answer
is no. I will not be safe, but it has to be done. Tiburon and I are the best
warriors to see this done. The others would just get themselves killed. So, the
rest of you will remain in the cloaked ship until we remove the worst threats.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“I will keep myself and the children
inside the ship. However, I expect Mechal will object to remaining in the ship,
given he still believes he is our leader. Why has no one told him that Enigma
has made you our new leader? He needs to be told.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“I agree. Only Carmella thinks it is
better if he doesn’t know, and Enigma agreed.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“But keeping it a secret...Oh...they must
think he’ll refuse to go if he is not the leader anymore.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“I suspect that is their thinking.
However, Mechal is by no means an idiot. When he discovers he is no longer the
leader, he will strikeout. Mark my words. I will attempt to make him
understand that he is not a warrior. Had he been born on Saire, he would have
been a member of the high council.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Oh, he would have liked that. Will he
have the job doing that on our new planet?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“That depends upon Enigma. I have no
idea how long he wishes to be thought a cub. His brain is fully formed now, but
it will be another year or two before his body catches up.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive
with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, skydive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid
gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts.
Yet throughout her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing
novels. She loves to create interesting characters, set them loose, and scribe
what happens in a myriad of genres.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br />Liza O'Connorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11206604386433215482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6312222071270233887.post-37588649076133595742019-12-29T00:00:00.000-05:002019-12-29T00:00:02.019-05:00Rana- Teenage Queen @Liza0Connor<br />
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Rana is only sixteen when she
becomes queen. Her first challenge is to quell an internal coup while a massive
army storms the gates of her castle. Her enemies believe her to be a child, but
she has powers they’ve never suspected. She also has great dreams for her
people, and she will do whatever is necessary to make them happen, even
marrying a prince she does not want.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Rana knew the moment she entered her mother’s room something
wasn’t right. </div>
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While the thick stonewalls of their castle always radiated
coldness, today it felt like a tomb.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Mother?” Frost swirled in the air from the breath of her
word. She tensed upon seeing blackness where she expected a glowing fireplace. Her
mother always had a fire in her room, even when she planned to be out for the
day, even in the hottest month of summer. She loved the way fire danced and
altered its colors. It reminded her of home.<o:p></o:p></div>
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She would have left the room upon seeing the dead fireplace,
only a horrible sense of wrongness filled her body.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Mother?” She waited until her eyes grew accustomed to the
darkness and then made her way carefully in the direction of the window, not
visible because the curtains had yet to be pulled open today.<o:p></o:p></div>
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She remembered the words her mother had told her when she
became a woman. “Never run from trouble, Rana. You may be small, but you are
not defenseless. There is great power within you. Power that you must hide from your
father and the others, but power I will teach you to access.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Always being chosen last in games, always being given the
worst position, never thrown or kicked a ball, never invited to celebrations
when her side won, Rana had thought her mother was just feeding her a line to
make her feel better about being four foot two at the age of sixteen.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The average citizen of their kingdom was six foot five. Her
father was seven foot, with shoulders almost as wide as she was tall. Of the
adults, only her mother was shorter than she, being a mere four feet tall.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Yet her mother showed no self-consciousness about her
height. She always behaved not as if she were perfectly normal, but as if she
were special. And she was! Father declared her the most enchanting woman in the
entire planet of Hope, a woman of mesmerizing beauty and extraordinary
intelligence.<o:p></o:p></div>
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None of which, apparently, Rana had inherited. All she got
was the dreaded shortness, or so she thought until she learned the truth about
herself upon her sixteenth birthday six months ago. She still remembered the shock that filled her when her mother confessed that she wasn’t human, that
Rana was only half-human, but to her eye, not even that.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Her mother’s words horrified her at first, but then she
realized she wasn’t a sorry excuse of a human, but a different entity. That
made her special!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Her mother’s race had been on this planet since the
beginning of time, or so their legends claim…Rana had rolled her eyes when her
mother first said it.<o:p></o:p></div>
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However, the more she learned about their ability to
manipulate time, the more probable and also less meaningful that statement
became. It turned out she could go back to the ‘beginning of time’ herself, so
the fact that some of her people wish to hang out and watch life evolve into
its earliest forms didn’t really surprise her. In fact, it sounded like a nice
way to spend a week or two.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Only she was never allowed to manipulate time because
‘Father wouldn’t approve’.<o:p></o:p></div>
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So instead of being allowed to use all of her fabulous
powers, Rana remained an undersized, physically inept young lady. At least now
she was too old to play games—thank God for womanhood!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Finally reaching the cold stonewall, she felt for the thick
velvet drapes that were currently closed to keep in the heat, if there had been
a fire. Locating the sticks on each side—which allowed her mother to pull open
and close the drapes—she opened the curtains, blinking as the white light
ripped at her eyes.<o:p></o:p></div>
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She turned away from the light, staring across the room at
the bed, now illuminated from the window.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Her mother lay above the blankets, her arms crossed over her
chest, her porcelain skin, which normally glowed a vibrant white, today seemed
gray and dull.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Mother?” She ran to the bed and the source of wrongness she’d
been feeling.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Mother!”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Her beautiful mother was cold to the touch. Dead.<o:p></o:p></div>
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But why? Mother had told her their kind lived for hundreds
of years. And she was only thirty-four. She couldn’t be dead.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Mother, wake up!”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Yet, she was.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Rana uncrossed her arms and pressed her cheek to her chest.
She should have been able to tell the cause of death by doing so. It always
worked on humans. She had been able to read the cause of a person’s death even when
she was a child, but today… nothing.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Pulling her mother up by her shoulders, Rana tried to make
sense of this nightmare. Her mother’s head fell backward and lay at an
impossible and disturbing angle. Rana felt the back of her mother’s neck where
the head now bent.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The neck bone had been broken. The lack of blood or cut skin
left her to conclude it must have been twisted until the neck bone snapped.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Who would do that?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Her mother was good and kind to all. Everyone always claimed
to love her.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Someone didn’t. Someone must have found out she was a fairy
and killed her for it. Her mother had warned her humans would object to having
fairies living among them.<o:p></o:p></div>
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But why couldn’t Rana tell who did this? Why didn’t they
leave their anger upon her?<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 22pt;">About the Author</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;">Liza O’Connor lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. They hike in fabulous woods every day, rain or shine, sleet or snow. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, skydive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet throughout her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels.</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">There is over sixty now.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Liza O'Connorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11206604386433215482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6312222071270233887.post-67009322533506239002019-12-20T00:00:00.000-05:002019-12-20T00:00:05.279-05:00The Enemy Within @Liza0Connor<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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ENEMY WITHIN<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">By
Liza O’Connor</span><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Book3</span><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">MAC, the computer that controls the SkyRyder Corp
discovers that soldiers within its ranks wish to stop its Breeding Project to
make superior flyers. When a great many of these special talents are murdered
over a two-week span, MAC quickly gathers the remaining assets, modifies their
fingerprints and alters their looks, then sends them to the last place in the
world that anyone would look for them. </span><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: large;">Welcome
to Fort Dismal, Alaska, <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: large;">The
absolute worst fort in the Americas.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">A month later, the doctors declared Eliza fit to leave.
Eliza was so pleased she wanted to leap from the bed and run out the door, but
she feared that would only change their mind.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">They lectured Colonel Polanski on a thousand things she was
not ready to do yet. She stopped listening after they ran through every
possible sex act. Clearly, the doctors were not happy men and did not wish
anyone else to be happy either.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">When he handed her a fly suit with the zipper in the back,
she looked up at him. “Will I be riding on your back.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Very good.” He smiled. “What else can you deduce from your
suit?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">She studied the fabric intensely. It felt odd…almost
metallic. She petted the fabric across his groin and pulled her hand away
before he could remove it. “I don’t think I’ll be saying good-bye to anyone.”
Angie and she would never get to say good-bye.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">“I’m sorry, but you won’t. The doctors have cleared you to
leave tomorrow morning, but we’ll be leaving now. How did you know?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">“The suits…I think they must be the ones that turn
invisible.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Right again,” he said. “Anything else?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">“This face mask has oxygen feeds. So, we must be going
somewhere far away, and we’ll be flying the high winds to get there in a single
flight.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">He kissed her on her lips. “That is an impressive brain
hiding behind that beautiful face.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Not so beautiful anymore,” she complained. The doctors had
reconstructed her face, but it was a very different face than she previously
had. She did not mind the dark skin, but she preferred her prior perky nose and
round eyes to her current narrow eyes and wide flat nose.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">He gently caressed her cheek with his massive hand. “You’ll
never stop being beautiful to me.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">She laughed and petted his eyes closed. “Poor Colonel, you
truly must be besotted then.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">He nipped her hand playfully. “I am completely besotted with
you, but fortunately that played to my favor. It meant MAC chose me to protect
you.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">“I expect it was all those badges that impressed MAC, not
your capitulation under torture.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">He laughed. “Probably true.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Eliza smiled. “I have a gift for you.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">His brows furrowed. “Is it small?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">She nodded.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Then bring it with you. We have to leave now.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Tucking it into his pocket, he handed her gloves and a
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halls. It was past midnight and there was no one around except for the security
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<span style="font-size: small;">Colonel Polanski triggered the door to open and the invisible
colonel tugged her through the opening. Once outside, he caressed her body, and
while his friskiness surprised her, she liked it. A moment later, he lifted her
into his arms. Determining the location of his neck, she wrapped her arms
around him and held on tight as he jogged across the field with her in his
arms. When he almost tripped, she whispered in his ear, “I could ride on your
back or run on my own.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">He stopped and guided her to his back and then continued to
run. She was glad she had suggested the change. He would have killed them both
if his hands had not been free when he leapt across the ravine. Even so, she
thought it the eeriest experience in her life, to fly across the ravine on the
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as much as she could. Still, she found it very hard to attach her halter
without being able to see it. Frustrated, she muttered soft curses. Soon
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chest, verifying all the straps lay flat and the belt properly buckled. It was
only when the person helped her onto the colonel’s back and clipped her in,
that she realized the hands had not belonged to the colonel. Finally, the
invisible person located her right ear and placed an earpiece inside the canal.
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in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener,
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<span style="font-size: large;">Love at first sight doesn’t exist. Maimed in a car accident years ago,</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Anna has had enough rejections to know. Then she falls into another world.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Beyond space, out of time, and into the arms of a man that says he’s known her</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">his entire life, Anna finds the love that has eluded her.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Koryn does not want her to go. Speaking of an arduous, painful journey his own</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Returning to Earth, Anna retrieves the Stone and returns to Koryn’s world.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">But she cannot find him. Learning that one hundred years have passed,</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">A storm is brewing, something ancient and powerful awakening.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">A mysterious swamp witch foretells the dead aren’t really dead,</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">that Anna will find the answers in the Eye of the Storm.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Will Anna be reunited with Koryn? How?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">What must she endure to find their moment in time?</span><br />
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Liza O'Connorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11206604386433215482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6312222071270233887.post-22861103230796682202019-11-20T00:00:00.000-05:002019-11-20T00:00:05.748-05:00Cassie's Troubles - @Liza0Connor 4<br />
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determined to rectify the situation by breeding better fliers. However, the
introduction of an exceptional flier into the project brings an underlying
cancer to light. Convinced the Corp removed a maneuver so a female could pass
the flight exam, the male cadets in the Academy revolt. Sensing chaos and
mutiny at the Fort, the enemy cartel gathers a force to annihilate the entire
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general laughed softly. “Everyone feels that way at first. Come back in six
months and if you still hate it, I’ll get you transferred into a regular Corp
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felt her cheeks warm. “No, sir.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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was certain she was now beet red. “Yes, sir, they were okay.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Well,
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you should get some reward for sticking it out. You were explained the rules of
engagement?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Yes,
sir.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Could
you tell me what they are, so I can be certain you’ve understood them all?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“There
are to be twenty-four men on my list. I am to couple with no less than two a
day until the medic certifies I’m pregnant. No one can force me or take me if
I’m not properly stimulated. However, I must allow the men the right to touch
me so that I can be stimulated. I think that was all.” Cassie finished through
clenched teeth.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“You
seem angry now,” he observed.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“I
am. I get angry every time I think about this ‘job.’ You know, back before the
Terror Wars, women had equal rights. Now, we’ve fallen back to medieval ways. I
joined the Corp, so I wouldn’t be sold into a marriage with a man I didn’t even
know so I could breed him children. And yet the Corp expects me to do the same
damn thing, except now I’ll have twenty-four damn men to please!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Now
you see, there is a difference. The Corp doesn’t expect you to please
twenty-four men. It expects twenty-four men to please you. You have the upper
hand, Cadet Brown. You get to select the twenty-four men you want on your list.
You get to decide when and where you want your pleasure. You are the one in
control, because you are part of the Corp’s most important project.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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stared at him in disbelief.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“I
can see you don’t believe me yet, but I give you my word, if you sincerely try
to do this job, then in six months, you can have a transfer if you want out.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“In
six months, I could be pregnant,” she muttered.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“If
you are, once the child is carried to term, you will receive a promotion of one
rank and a transfer.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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was shocked. A promotion—that would be worth six months of torture in itself.
“I’ll try it for six months, sir.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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hope that means you’ll try with the same dedication you’ve applied to flying.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Yes,
sir.” She stood up, tugging down her skirt.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Then,
let me help you get off on the right foot before your commanding officer comes
in. Underwear is not part of your uniform.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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bra beneath the jacket and no panties beneath the skirt. Both impede the
objectives of the program,” he explained. “You might want to get rid of them
quickly, or you’ll start your new career off with a hundred demerits when Arial
sees you.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Liza O’Connor lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess.
They hike in fabulous woods every day, rain or shine, sleet or snow. Having an
adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New
Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white
sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, skydive in Indiana, and
raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur
photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet, through her
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The SkyRyders are no
longer the best-skilled fliers in the sky, and MAC is determined to rectify the
situation by breeding better fliers. However, the introduction of an
exceptional flier into the project brings an underlying cancer to light.
Convinced the Corp removed a maneuver so a female could pass the flight exam,
the male cadets in the Academy revolt. Sensing chaos and mutiny at the Fort,
the enemy cartel gathers a force to annihilate the entire West Coast forces.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Twelve months later, Cassie glared at the grey walls of
General Adams’ waiting room. Of all the betrayals in her life, this was the
hardest slam, and because of her twenty-year contract she signed, she didn’t
see how she’d get out of it.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">What angered her most was she hadn’t even seen it coming.
Yet, she should have. The signs were there. She had noticed the absence of
women captains, yet she let her captains distract her with lectures to focus on
herself: “Apply yourself and you’ll go far.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Well, she applied herself, and look where it got her, in
some Ryder’s version of a medieval harem. She had flown herself right into the
Corp’s dirty secret that no female recruit ever heard about.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Dare to exceed and the Corp turns you into a breeding cow to
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Cadet Brown, the general will see you now,” the male admin
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<span style="font-size: large;">General Adams surprised her. He was both younger and better-looking
than the general at Dix, and the expression on his face, she had never seen on
a general’s face before. He looked at her with an expression of kindness. It
still didn’t change her resolution not to be part of this breeding program. She
had not signed up for harem duty.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Sit down, Cadet Brown,” the general ordered.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">He smiled at her sympathetically. “It’s just a uniform, cadet.
I find all this braid about the neck quite irritating, myself.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“If you want to trade uniforms, sir, I’m game,” she replied.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Leaning against its edge, he studied her. “You aren’t particularly pleased with
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<span style="font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p>“I remember when I first became general here. My supply
chain was an absolute disaster. Everyone I put in the job hated it. Each flier
I tried to put in the role was worse than the one before. Finally, a wise old
general suggested I appoint someone to the job who actually liked logistics. I
did, and I’ve never had a supply problem again.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p>“That is a very inspiring story, sir.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">The change in his voice and the use of her first name in
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“It inspires me to
inform you I find my new assignment insulting and belittling, and I will be
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<span style="font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p>The general laughed softly. “Everyone feels that way at
first. Come back in six months and if you still hate it, I’ll get you
transferred into a regular Corp unit.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 14.0pt;">Liza O’Connor lives in Denville, NJ with
her dog Jess. They hike in fabulous woods every day, rain or shine, sleet or
snow. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ,
hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive
with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, skydive
in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener,
amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet
throughout her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing
novels.</span><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br />Liza O'Connorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11206604386433215482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6312222071270233887.post-10394441387793164132019-11-08T00:00:00.000-05:002019-11-08T00:00:01.043-05:00Cassie's Troubles @Liza0Connor bl0g 2<br />
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<span style="color: black;">The SkyRyders are no longer the
best-skilled fliers in the sky, and MAC is determined to rectify the situation
by breeding better fliers. However, the introduction of an exceptional flier
into the project brings an underlying cancer to light. Convinced the Corp
removed a maneuver so a female could pass the flight exam, the male cadets in
the Academy revolt. Sensing chaos and mutiny at the Fort, the enemy cartel
gathers a force to annihilate the entire West Coast forces.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Cassie called the number on the card. The man who answered
invited her to come for an immediate interview. When she arrived, the
recruiting officer was both respectful and enthusiastic about her possible
careers within the Corp. Because rank was decided by MAC, the non-biased
computer that ran the Corp, women could advance up the ranks of the Corp, same
as a man. The Corp had a proud history of great women officers, including
several Generals. He told her about General Alisha Kane and her meteoric rise.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">He then explained the Corp would invest more in a soldier
who was willing to make a serious commitment in return. If she were willing to
commit the time, they were willing to foot the bill for the special training
required to move a soldier from good to great.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Focused on the goal of becoming a general, Cassie enlisted
as a SkyRyder with a twenty-year commitment, which placed her on the fast track
for training and promotions. She signed the contract, making her safe from her
father, her unknown fiancé, and the countless lawyers her father would unleash
to get her back.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">She was headed to her new base two hundred miles away before
her father’s car arrived on campus to retrieve her. She knew she’d never see
her family again. But given the choice of the life her father offered to the
opportunities of the Corp, she never wavered in her conviction she had made the
right decision.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Like all recruits, she entered as a first-year cadet. Being
a cadet was hard, but she expected it to be hard.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">While she wasn’t treated noticeably different from her male
counterparts, she did notice all the captains, lieutenants, and every other
officer she saw were men. Looking around her, twenty percent of the cadets were
women and some of them were damn good fliers. So where were they going? Why
weren’t any becoming captains?<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Her captain, Captain Dan Torres, told her to stop worrying
about the other women and just focus on herself. She had talent, and if she
applied herself, there was no limit to how far she might go. He’d tell her
these words of encouragement when she lay in his cot at night. During the day,
he bellowed and threatened her much the same as he did the other cadets in his
squad.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">She resented the dual relationship at times, and by the end
of her year, she preferred the bellowing to the praises, because when she
really started to show progress, their relationship turned downwind, and the
sweet praises turned sour, more like belittlements disguised as praise. What
her captain didn’t realize was that the more he bellowed, the harder she worked
to prove him wrong.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The day she successfully completed her test on the glide
maneuver was the happiest day of her life. It wasn’t just that she’d move to a
better squad and captain. It wasn’t even that she had learned a maneuver that
only a small percentage of fliers ever mastered, and it had taken her one
month, not years, to do it. The reason this was the best day of her life was
for the first time, she felt real hope. Cassie Brown knew without a doubt she
could and would become a general of the SkyRyders’ Corp. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">Liza O’Connor lives in Denville, NJ with
her dog Jess. They hike in fabulous woods every day, rain or shine, sleet or
snow. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ,
hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive
with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, skydive
in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener,
amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet
throughout her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing
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<br />Liza O'Connorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11206604386433215482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6312222071270233887.post-68444713915894648602019-11-04T00:00:00.000-05:002019-11-04T00:00:01.284-05:00Don't believe any thing! Warning from Liza O'Connor<h1 style="text-align: center;">
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How </span>reliable Are They?</span></h1>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">When I was in college, I roomed with a very strange
woman, and together we made the strangest occupants of our dorm hall. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Without even trying, we managed to terrify our dorm
‘mother’ into thinking we were witches. (or so I recall.)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">I will state right now, I am not, nor ever have been a
witch. However, my roomie later in life did become a good Wiccan. But there was
no witchcraft going on during college. We were just two theatrical young women in
a very bizarre college where classes would be shut down and all students
corralled into giant auditoriums to watch fake healings. During that particular
week, I took a puppet ostrich, a pillow, a blanket and the book Elmer Gantry to
the never-ending pontification and healing event. There I read aloud the first
page of the book, over and over, for a very long week.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">I still remember the words: <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Elmer Gantry was drunk. Lovingly and pugnaciously, he was drunk.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">If you google Elmer, you will discover that quote
isn’t correct. However, it is what my brain recalls clearly, and I did read
those lines over a hundred times.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">So why aren’t they right? How could I read a sentence
a hundred times, and still have it wrong? When did I start getting it wrong? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">I probably had it correct when reading it directly
from the book. But somewhere during the week, I stopped actually reading it.
I’d just open the book and burst out in oration.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;"> Thus, it probably started to
change then. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I also remember the cult
leader, finally seeing me with my pillow, blanket, and puppet ostrich far back
in the balcony, and sending his security goons after us, thus requiring us to
scatter.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">I’ve no idea if that really happened. Before I found
out how terrible memories are, I would have sworn it was true. But now, I’m not
swearing to anything. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-size: large;">The human brain is a terrible recorder of facts. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">If you
want semi-factual memoirs, write it down as they happen. They’ll still be
wrong, but that’s as close to factual as you’ll get to the truth. Unless you
are willing to walk around with a video cams & mics attached to you. That
would get you closer to the facts.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Turns out you will alter a memory every time you
recall it. The more you recall it, the more you change it. Thus, the memories
you remember the best are very likely your most inaccurate memories. I don’t
know about you, but I find that concept highly annoying and unfair.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 14pt;">As part of my ‘humans can’t remember worth crap’ blogs,
I would like to share how I managed to give a friend a PSTD event without actually
doing anything but talk.</span></h1>
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years later when Facebook came to be and we all reunited electronically. She reminded
me about the time we kidnapped a cute guy named Steve, tossed him into my
roomie’s car and drove around for hours before releasing him.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">However, my friend did and the guilt of her
memories had continued to grow over the years until it had become a major
traumatic event in her life. (While she didn’t say so in her comment, for such
‘guilt’ to grow, I’m thinking in her memories we did something more than <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">drive </i>him around Oklahoma for hours.
I’ve no idea what we did, because I’ve no memory of the event.) <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Wishing to resolve the matter, I contacted my former
roomie and asked her if she remembered us ever kidnapping Steve. Nope, she did not remember it. Then I
contacted Steve. Surely he would remember? His reply: nope, but sounds like
fun. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Clearly, Steve was thinking we’d be doing something
more than driving around town, as well, because having my roomie drive us
around town didn’t sound fun at all to me. She was a terrible driver back then
and her constant braking and then speeding up always made me car sick….or so I
remember now.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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roomie remembers the event at all, I let my friend know it didn’t happen so she
could stop feeling guilty.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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defriends me.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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recall one night the three of us were in our dorm room, and I said “wouldn’t it
be fun if we kidnapped Steve…” and then me and my roomie, both being of
theatrical natures, would have created an entire event of fun things to do with
cute Steve. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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that it settled in her brain and later when she recalled it, the part of it
being a ‘wouldn’t it be funny’ idea wasn’t retained, but the kidnapping was.
And thus began the foundation of her PSTD event. And while my brain said,
‘You’re just making shit up, I’m not recording any of this’, her brain said
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selling llama sweaters via the internet. I hope, trauma memory aside, she loves
her life, for I recall her being a lovely person and I feel bad about planting
the seed that became her future trauma. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">The
SkyRyders are no longer the best-skilled fliers in the sky, and MAC is
determined to rectify the situation by breeding better fliers. However, the
introduction of an exceptional flier into the project brings an underlying
cancer to light. Convinced the Corp removed a maneuver so a female could pass
the flight exam, the male cadets in the Academy revolt. Sensing chaos and
mutiny at the Fort, the enemy cartel gathers a force to annihilate the entire
West Coast forces.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Cassie lost her train of
thought the moment a squad of SkyRyders dropped from the sky and landed twenty
feet to her left. She noticed they wore combat gear. Two of them were young
women, and both were armed to the teeth, the same as the men. She liked that.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">A male SkyRyder, slightly
older and rather “easy on the eyes” with his chiseled looks, approached her as
the others folded their catchers into small bundles.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“If you were going to buy
drugs on this campus, where would you go?” His lips turned into a seductive
half-grin.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">She smiled in return. “I’d
go have my head examined.” She nodded at the frat house on the corner.
“However, idiots who have no appreciation for their brain cells go over to the
green house on the corner, but somehow I suspect you already know that.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“I always like to get a
local confirmation whenever possible and especially if it means talking to a pretty young woman.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">She smiled at his
compliment. Normally, such a line would piss her off, but not when it came from
those lips.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“You wouldn’t happen to know
whether they conduct their business in the cellar or the attic, would you?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Cassie gave this some
thought. “I’ve never been in the house, but I have lectured a few girlfriends
after they’ve gone there, and I noticed they had cobwebs from the Andillous
family on their clothes.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Cobwebs can be found in
both cellars and attics.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Not troglobiont cobwebs.
They are only found in moist areas such as the Cully River canyon and on rare
occasions, basements, if they’ve been extended deep into the rock of the cliffs
behind the house.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">He smiled appreciatively at
her observation. “That is most helpful.” He then returned to his crew.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">She
watched as they disappeared right before her eyes. She had heard the Ryders had
suits that made them invisible. She had thought it was bullshit, just something
to scare little drug-dealers out of a life of crime. Now she saw it was true.
Her mind turned to working out how they did that.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">A
few minutes later, she heard the low rumble of a concussion bomb from within
the building and the cliff behind it. Silence followed. Except for a few people
near the building running like hell to get away, no one came out of the house.
She worried about the Ryders. She should have mentioned the frat house might be
well-armed, but then shouldn’t they expect that? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">The
Ryders reappeared in front of their gear. The captain, however, materialized beside
her. He knelt and studied her with his intense blue eyes. Lots of guys took
notice of her, but this was different. He seemed to be measuring her worth as
an intelligent human being. “What’s your major?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Quantum
Physics, and Mathematics.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">He
nodded with approval and handed her a card. “Keep this card in case you ever
want a career with the Corp. It will exempt you from years of screening.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Thanks,
but I’m going to finish school and become a scientist.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">He
smiled and stood up. “Good for you. We hire scientist, you know.” Then he
rejoined his group and latched into his catcher. Upon his command, the squad
soared into the sky as if they were puppets yanked from the story.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Just
as they disappeared, a ping sounded from her laptop, alerting her she had mail.
Cassie glanced at the email. It was from her father. She opened it, expecting
him to explain why the funds for this semester had yet to arrive into the
school’s account. She had already received a second notice. Upon reading the
email, she understood why the money had not arrived. According to her father,
her education had gone on long enough and it was time for her to take on adult
responsibilities. A car would come for her at three today, and tomorrow she
would be married to some man she had never met in her life.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">She
fingered the card in her hand. Life in the Corp sounded a hell of a lot
better than her current future.</span><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Liza O’Connor lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess.
They hike in fabulous woods every day, rain or shine, sleet or snow. Having an
adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New
Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white
sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, skydive in Indiana, and
raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur
photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet throughout her
entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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any quirky writing habits?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #5b9bd5; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-themecolor: accent1;">I don’t know if you would call it quirky, but there are
several steps I have to go through before I start writing my book.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I write out all the ideas I have for story,
then I write what if questions to try and fill in the holes that bother me, and
after that, I outline using plot points.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>All of this is written freehand.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Once I am finished with my outline, I enter it into Scrivener and go
over it to see if I am missing anything and only then do I start writing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Being so detailed oriented allows me to write
the story faster and with fewer problems.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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surprise you had after becoming a writer<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #5b9bd5; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-themecolor: accent1;">That if you want to be a writer, you have to
write.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>For years, I studied different
books on how to write a novel, how to be a romance writer, and everything under
the sun on plotting, outlines, character arcs, you name it, I read about
it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But it wasn’t until I sat down and
wrote my first book (which I have to admit it was horrible), that I realized
that the only way you become a writer is to just write.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I still study material on writing, but
nothing compares to putting something on the page.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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about writing your book<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #5b9bd5; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-themecolor: accent1;">Well my entire Dark Assassins series has a completely
different spin than most paranormal romances.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Vampires and shifters work together as immortal assassins, but they are
also close to each other and care for one another. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They are family to one another.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Also, while they feel a pull to their mates,
there isn’t an instant connection or automatic knowledge that they are meant
for one another.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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struggle the most with when you write the story<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #5b9bd5; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-themecolor: accent1;">There is always a spot, usually around the first plot
point or midpoint, when I notice there is a lack of conflict or tension between
the characters.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have to take a couple
of days to work through it, but my story is always stronger after.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But it’s a little frustrating.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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scenes are the hardest for you to write? Action, dialogue, sex?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #5b9bd5; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-themecolor: accent1;">I would have to say action.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It drives me nuts when I read over an action
or fight scene and it makes no sense.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Instead of writing too much, I tend to write very little and add more later.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I end up with a scene that lacks flow, and it
takes me a bit to fix it, but it’s worth it.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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do you keep from resenting your duties and every human’s sleeping requirement
when you have to stop writing to take care of them?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #5b9bd5; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-themecolor: accent1;">I’m very lucky that I have such a supportive husband
who encourages me and my writing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He
also is very good and telling me when I need to quit or gives me encouragement
when I need motivation to finish.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Errands and other responsibilities make for a good break from sitting in
front of the computer, but I usually wait until my husband is with me.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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it take to write a story?<span style="color: #5b9bd5; mso-themecolor: accent1;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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as much information as possible before writing the story, so between outline
and finishing the first draft, anywhere between 3 months for novellas or 6 for
novels.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #5b9bd5; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-themecolor: accent1;">Pen for outlining and computer for writing.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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silence<span style="color: #5b9bd5; mso-themecolor: accent1;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #5b9bd5; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-themecolor: accent1;">Music, silence drives me batty.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #5b9bd5; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-themecolor: accent1;">Alone, while I love music I can’t stand low-level
conversation, it’s very distracting.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #5b9bd5; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-themecolor: accent1;">Routine, every day, even on the weekends.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s like my favorite quote about
writing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Waiting for inspiration to
write is like standing at the airport waiting for a train.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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stranded on a deserted island and can have only 2 people with you, a person
from your book and a person from any other book which would they be?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Bennet and Fitzwilliam Darcy from Pride and Prejudice.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I think they are the epitome of love and it
would be interesting to hear their conversations.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I love the characters in all my books, but it
would be hard to pick only two.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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found someone in a story who’s exactly like you?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #5b9bd5; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-themecolor: accent1;">To be honest, no, I’ve never met a character that
resembled me, but I have read author interviews and I have noticed that I have
a lot of qualities that other authors have.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>A wicked sense of humor, introverts, a love of reading, and a love of
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<span style="background: white;">Reaper had expected it to be an easy assignment.
Break into a biotech facility with minimum security and rescue a group of
immortals who were subject to deadly experiments and eliminate those who might
try to fight back. But the moment he walked into the glass prison and spotted a
human woman being held with the immortals, his mission changed.</span><br />
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<i><span style="background: white;">She became his mission.</span></i><br />
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<span style="background: white;">Before Reaper had a chance to explain that he
was there to help her, she blinded him and the rest of his team and slipped
away. Although she had escaped him, a protectiveness that he'd never felt
washed over him, and he became determined to find her.</span><br />
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<span style="background: white;">Ara has always depended on herself, but there
was something about the shifter that made her want to trust him. She recognized
him as someone who was capable of protecting her as well as understanding her
secrets without turning her away, but before she could allow herself to trust him,
she ran.</span><br />
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<span style="background: white;">But with no resources and running out of ideas
about how to protect herself, will she be able to lower her defenses and allow
the shifter to help her?</span></span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">All of his muscles locked down as he scanned her, making sure that
she hadn’t been hurt.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When he found her
injury-free, he blew a sigh of relief.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Comparing the last memory he had of her, he took note that she had
lost even more weight from her time on the run.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Her body, clothed in scrubs that were similar to the pair she wore close
to a month before, hung loosely on her curvy frame.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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past his lips.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Either too tired or
determined to get into the house, she missed the noise.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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moment, before she waved a hand in front of the door.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When the door unlocked, she pushed her way in
and closed it behind her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He heard the
distinct click of the lock sliding back into place.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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home while she would be too tired to launch him down the block, instinct told
him to wait.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If he found her, then
someone else could’ve as well.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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emerged from the woods several yards from where he stood.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Without disguising his movements, the man ran
up to the porch and jiggled the doorknob.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>His amateur actions covered the noise of Reaper’s advance.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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voice erupted through the man’s earpiece, making the asshole jump.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Reaper paused and listened to the angry
voice.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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from his ear and stomped on it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I’m
going to kill that bitch when I get a hold of her.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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picking the lock before he unsheathed a knife from his thigh.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Not giving his target time to make any more
progress on the lock, he stepped forward and wrapped a hand around the man’s
mouth and nose, silencing his shout of surprise.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Rage filled Reaper at how close this man had
gotten to her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>So with precise
movements, he drove the knife into the man’s chest to the hilt and
twisted.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The man was dead within a
matter of seconds.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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street happening upon him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After the
woman was secured in his home, he would call for a cleanup crew to make the body
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knew that this one man’s incompetence didn’t mean that whoever chased her would
make the same mistake twice.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He had to
rush before the man in the earpiece realized that his colleague lay dead.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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apart, and pressed until the locks gave way.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>He slid inside without a sound before shutting the door.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Taking a deep breath to get a trace on where
she might have gone, he was surprised because it seemed as the entire house
smelled of her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Light and sweet.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span>They were running out of time before they were discovered.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Desperation clawed at his chest as he found
each one empty.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>At the top of the
stairs, he paused when a faint cry reached him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Unsure of where the sound came from, he wandered farther down the hall,
hoping that the sound would repeat.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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from the master bedroom.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As he opened
the door, the floor beneath him started to shake, which intensified the closer
he moved into the room.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Not knowing what
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif;">Contemporary,
Paranormal, Erotic, and M/M.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Colorado with her wonderfully supportive husband and their funny and wise black
lab, Maddie. Valerie is addicted to coffee, crime shows, and reading and
writing character-driven romances.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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reader, she’s believes that all writers are rock stars, and she hopes that
people enjoy her stories as much as she loves the romance novels she’s devoured
over the years!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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neighbors are up to no good, and finding new ways to get her husband to laugh.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Sometimes the future is a path set in the hardest of stone and
can only be altered by love.<br />
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Oneyroi D'Naktmerié is a product of the Northern Installation, designed to be
the stuff of nightmares. At fourteen his abilities proved deadly, and he shuts
them away terrified of how uncontrollable his power is. He refuses to bond as
that could unleash the dangerous abilities constantly roiling inside of him.
Taking refuge in the village of Ketewah, Naktmerié's only pleasure now is
spending the night with whatever willing woman catches his eye. Never spending
more than one night with each.<br />
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Until he meets Shae, the Speyressa of Uanty.<br />
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Shae sees the future. All the paths in a person's life. But there is one vision
that has haunted her since she was a child. One that she's done everything in
her power to prevent. Choices make up the paths, and she's forced to choose
between allowing Naktmerié to be kidnapped or the destruction and enslavement
of the human race. She chooses to protect the human race and seals her fate as
well as his.<br />
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Betrayed by the first woman he's ever opened up to, Naktmerié returns to
Ketewah after freeing himself from the Flesh Traders. Months later he discovers
the path Shae began all those years ago didn't end with his kidnapping;
instead, it ends with her death and Naktmerié is the only one who can save her.
Can he trust her enough to form the mental bond that will save her? Or will a
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<span style="font-size: large;">Nakt
relaxed onto the wooden lounger near the river and checked that the fishing
pole was stable in its holder. Satisfied, he took his bottle of beer from the
cup holder and drank as he fell into the peace he'd found after months of hard
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<span style="font-size: large;">After the
debacle with Shae, Nakt had needed the stabilization. It'd taken him weeks of
working with Kaos to reach a place where he could relax without accidentally
sending his energy out and giving those nearest him living nightmares. How the
higher powers ever thought she'd fit him, or that he deserved someone like that
back-stabbing witch he'd never understand. And more power to that place if they
wanted someone who decided whose life was worth living and whose was worth
dying.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">If he'd
remained longer, he'd have fallen for her, her strength of character. Her
compassion as she listened and guided the various people who sought her out and
her single-mindedness when she was on a mission. Her determination to make sure
each prisoner was brought to justice fairly.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-size: large;">It'd all
been a facade. While her acolytes remained brainwashed. He'd had his eyes
opened to the truth when he woke up in that cell. Flesh traders who wanted to
pass him to Norwyna.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Default" style="mso-line-height-alt: 5.0pt; text-indent: 35.3pt;">
<span style="font-size: large;">And his
potential <i>bonded </i>had been the one to
set the whole damned thing up. Maybe he should have given her a chance to
explain, but then again they weren't friends. It'd only been about the sex,
never about their potential bonding.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">A hefty
sigh pulled Nakt from his musings, and he rolled his head to the side.
"Zev, man, hey. Didn't know you all were back yet."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Default" style="mso-line-height-alt: 5.0pt; text-indent: 35.3pt;">
<span style="font-size: large;">They'd
left over three months ago to attend Michael's new judgment then had taken a
longer route back to Ketewah so they could do their foraging runs in the fallen
cities before winter hit. Nakt had declined the invitation to go with them to
the judgment. He was finally in a good place mentally, and after coming clean
about his father's death, Draper and Kaos were assisting him in harnessing his
abilities instead of just bottling them up behind a wall and never using them.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Default" style="mso-line-height-alt: 5.0pt; text-indent: 35.3pt;">
<span style="font-size: large;">Sadness
and worry rolled off Zev as he met Nakt's gaze. This man Nakt understood better
than anyone else. His brothers all had a bit of darkness in them, but enough
light to be able to trust others. Zev held a deep darkness, and his beast
thrashed just beneath his skin. There'd been many a night neither man had
slept; they would end up outside the Defenders' house talking well into the
dawn.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Default" style="mso-line-height-alt: 5.0pt; text-indent: 35.3pt;">
<span style="font-size: large;">"So,
is Michael dead?"<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Default" style="mso-line-height-alt: 5.0pt; text-indent: 35.3pt;">
<span style="font-size: large;">"Yes,"
Zev answered his fingers tracing the three scars that sliced across his face.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Default" style="mso-line-height-alt: 5.0pt; text-indent: 35.3pt;">
<span style="font-size: large;">"What
is it? Shae stir up another hornet's nest? Send one of our own into another
trap to be caught for Norwyna's amusement?"<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Default" style="mso-line-height-alt: 5.0pt; text-indent: 35.3pt;">
<span style="font-size: large;">"No,"
Zev replied, a scowl replacing the contemplative look.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Default" style="mso-line-height-alt: 5.0pt; text-indent: 35.3pt;">
<span style="font-size: large;">"Then
what?"</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Default" style="mso-line-height-alt: 5.0pt; text-indent: 35.3pt;">
<span style="font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-size: large;">"I
don't know. She wasn't there."</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Default" style="mso-line-height-alt: 5.0pt; text-indent: 35.3pt;">
<span style="font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-size: large;">"Wasn't
there? But she was the one that <i>had </i>to
be there to pass judgment, she was the one that couldn't come to the MFZ to show
the leaders what had happened—"<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Default" style="mso-line-height-alt: 5.0pt; text-indent: 35.3pt;">
<span style="font-size: large;">"They
had a video. A video of Michael's actions, and a recited list of broken laws
and the punishment for each in her voice. But no, she wasn't there. And it was
weird—"</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Default" style="mso-line-height-alt: 5.0pt; text-indent: 35.3pt;">
<span style="font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-size: large;">"So,
this is where the nightmare calls home," a voice dripping with derision
said from behind Nakt. His hand wrapped around the handle of his whip as he
lunged from the chair and spun to confront the intruder.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Default" style="mso-line-height-alt: 5.0pt; text-indent: 35.3pt;">
<span style="font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-size: large;">"Kamolien?
What the hell are you doing here?" he asked with a sneer.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Default" style="mso-line-height-alt: 5.0pt; text-indent: 35.3pt;">
<span style="font-size: large;">"Delivering
a message from Quaan." Kam held up a gridchip and tossed it his way.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">He caught
it automatically before throwing it back. "I want nothing from that
vacking place."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Default" style="mso-line-height-alt: 5.0pt; text-indent: 35.3pt;">
<span style="font-size: large;">Instead
of catching it they both stepped back.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Default" style="mso-line-height-alt: 5.0pt; text-indent: 35.3pt;">
<span style="font-size: large;">"Want
it or not. Look at it or not. We don't really care. It took us over a month to
find this damned village after you left. Betrayed her by getting—" Shalon
cutoff as his twin sister jabbed him in the stomach.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">She
turned to face Nakt, her contempt a surprise. Of everyone in Shae's village
this woman and her brother had been not quite friends but not enemies.
"I'm not the one who betrayed anyone. She betrayed me—" He jabbed a
finger toward the QZ.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">"Yes,
so it would appear. A plague crouched in our minds I think was the term you
used. And I thank the gods she never heard it." Kamolien shrugged. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">"We've done our duty. You have the last of her now."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">"The
last of her? Not until she's dead and gone. She'll find a way to force
me—"<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Snarling,
the brother pushed into Nakt's space. "As I said, the last of her,
Nightmare. You who are so aptly named have destroyed <i>everything</i>. Given a gift and tossed it aside at the first
test."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Pain
lanced into him. "She's dead? Impossible. She sees everything."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">"So
she does. And so she did. Come on, Kam I'm tired of this place. Nothing but
vacking ghosts here." Shalon spun on his heel.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-size: large;">"Kam?
Is it true?"<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<o:p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Her dark
eyes met Nakt's, and she shrugged. "By now? I don't know. It depends on
the glass..." she shook her head. "It depends. She didn't want you to
have that message until after—but Quaan asked us to deliver it sooner. He
thought maybe knowing we were coming to you she'd hold on longer, but I don't
know she wasn't doing well..." she kept trailing off as if unsure what to
share. "We got lost after our transport to Icaria dropped us off and
wandered for a while. Your village is not easy to find." She turned to
follow her brother. "I'm sorry, Nakt. Maybe someday you'll find another as
you were never bonded to her. It is unfortunate that Shae, however, bonded
you."</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="color: black;">I'm
a geek, a gamer, a music lover, and a voracious reader. I love Star Trek and
B-grade movies like Attack of the Killer Tomatoes and Sharknado. I enjoy
figuring out software and learning new things and applying them to whatever
book I'm currently working on.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="color: black;">I
write romantic adventures. Mostly, I live vicariously through my characters. I
can be a knife-wielding forager who saves her family from deadly kidnappers or
a slinky thief who must outmaneuver her sadistic cousin. My male characters
aren't cookie-cutter either. There's so much diversity in the world that one
size does not fit all. It's the same for love. My male characters are diverse.
I have several he-men, alpha types, but I also have nerds in glasses who can
kickass when needed, whether in a board room or in a parking garage. I have
characters who are blind and some who have lost a limb putting their lives on
the line to save others.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="color: black;">The
one thing they all have in common is they are people who learn to move past
their hurdles and find love.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;">Pets in Space® Facebook Group</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;">: </span><a href="https://www.facebook.com/groups/PetsInSpace/" style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: blue; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;">https://www.facebook.com/groups/PetsInSpace/</span></a><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;">Our Charity: </span><a href="http://www.hero-dogs.org/" style="text-decoration-line: none;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;">Hero-Dogs.org</span></a></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;">Proud supporters of </span><a href="http://www.hero-dogs.org/" style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: blue; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;">Hero-Dogs.org</span></a><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;">, Pets in Space® authors have donated over</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;"> $7,100 in the past three</span><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; white-space: pre;"> years to help place specially trained dogs with veterans</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; white-space: pre;"> and first responders.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;">10% of all pre-orders and the first month’s royalties of Pets in Space® 4 will </span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;">Open your hearts and grab your limited release copy of Pets in Space® 4 today</span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;">so together </span><span style="color: black; font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre;">we can continue to assist this worthy charity! </span><br />
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wish, but you are wrong. And in an attempt to clue you in, the seventh mystical
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immortal): I’m not arguing with you since you have no emotions. While you are
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let’s forget that cold man and talk about you. How are you doing since you’ve
been taken against your will to his castle in his world. And why take you to
his planet. The shattered artifact is on Earth.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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to help him, I just didn’t expect him to take to his world while unconscious.
But he needed to rejuvenate his life force on his planet, and he doesn’t trust
the Empyreans not to steal me if he left me behind. So here I am. However, he
does plan to return to Earth with me as soon as he can. While I was furious
with him at first for taking me, but being on his world, I saw a more caring
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<span style="font-size: large; text-align: justify; white-space: pre-wrap;">Dark warlord Sebris will sacrifice anything to save his angelic dominion of Dregarus, even shed his own blood. Snatching the foretold mortal from her world is nothing—as long as she can find the missing artifact their realm desperately needs to survive. He expects a mere pawn, not a fragile human woman who confuses and tempts him, stirring in him a desire that is as dangerous as it’s deadly.</span></div>
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in which the ‘creator of the world’ is so cursed and hated as Empyrea’s. Can’t
really blame them, for the ‘creator’ just stopped caring about them. After
creating the sentients, the God just wandered off. And now everything is falling
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being born. Sentients from their own world are attacking Empyrea. And Empyrea
fights among itself, as well. Lies and deceit are everywhere.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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humans to sell weapons of war and cause serious damage, such as killing the sacred
Rean Forest, kidnapping people, etc.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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with a team of warriors, and falls for Brenna, a florist. Brenna has no clue
that she is special and keeps insisting that she is not. However, she does
agree to help Sebris find the missing Stone. Only it turns out the artifact has
been shattered on Earth and the scattered magic sought several earth women to
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<span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I’ve
been creating stories from the moment I could string two words together. No
matter the tale, it always has romance woven through them. I’m a hopeless
romantic.<span style="color: #000090;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">After
working in a few jobs all art related, I finally found my passion six years
ago: writing. There really is no other job I’d rather do.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Oh,
and I hail from the beautiful country of South Africa, but currently live in
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“God…” Brenna
moaned, a wave of pain bursting through her head. Dying would be so much
better. It was the recovery part that plain sucked.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Did someone
smash her skull open and mush her brains? It sure felt like it.<o:p></o:p></div>
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She gingerly
rubbed her temples, trying to ease the pounding there, and forced her eyelids
open. Her blurry sight cleared, disclosing a sea of golden-brown wooden walls
in a spacious but cozy bedroom. Intricately latticed dark timber suspended the
domed ceiling above. Blue-streaked yellow flames rose from deep orange-blue
crystal-like shards in the stone hearth adjacent to her bed. She blinked in
confusion.<o:p></o:p></div>
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A low keening
echo drifted to her. Her gaze snapped to the domed-shaped windows on the other
side, revealing a whiteout. She frowned. There should be cars honking, voices
adrift, people cussing. Life. Not a muted whine of a snowstorm. This was all
wrong.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“You’re
awake!” An excited cry erupted like nails piercing her head. “I will get <i>Kyrii</i>!”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Brenna winced
and rubbed her sore head, catching sight of a slender figure in a dark blue,
ankle-length dress disappearing through the door at the far end, enormous wings
attached to her back dragging behind her. Wings?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Her heartbeat
picked up in a fast staccato. Had she finally died from an asthma attack? Was
she in Heaven? But she hadn’t been sick in a decade. It should be warm in
Heaven, the buildings all sparkly white, or so she thought. She pushed up to
sit—<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Oww,” she
gasped, falling back on the bed. Every part of her ached as if after using her
head to break concrete, someone had used her body to scrape up the gravel.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The door
opened. An incredibly tall man stepped inside. Shadows concealed him for a
second in the entryway. Then he moved, walking toward her with a predatory
gait. Black pants molded to muscular thighs and disappeared into well-worn,
knee-high black boots. An untucked, dark t-shirt hugged his broad shoulders and
chest.<o:p></o:p></div>
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As he strode
past the window, even with pain clouding her mind, Brenna’s breath caught in
sheer wonder. <i>So gorgeous…like an angel</i>.<o:p></o:p></div>
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In the slant
of dull daylight, his gleaming shoulder-length hair appeared like polished
sheets of nickel bronze. The strands fell from a widow’s peak to frame his
striking, aristocratic face.<o:p></o:p></div>
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But when she
met those eerie onyx eyes, with the detached way he studied her, unease stomped
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Dangerous.
The word whooped around inside her head. Everything about him held about as
much warmth as his cold, obsidian stare. He stopped at the foot of her bed.<o:p></o:p></div>
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His tone held a
dark, exotic edge. It scraped over her battered skin in a way that made her
blood feel like warm molasses, and she shuddered, then frowned, so sure she’d
heard his voice before. Except, she’d never seen him in her life.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="mso-bookmark: _Hlk513101058;"><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="OLE_LINK1"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-size: large;">With Earth destined for a new ice-age, seven scientists and
twenty-two brilliant teenagers are gathered in a compound deep within a
mountain. There they struggle to come together as a group and complete the
projects needed for their survival in the inhospitable environment of Titan,
one of Saturn’s moons. However, certain factions on Earth have no intention of
letting Project Einstein succeed. Keeping the group alive and productive is the
hardest task Colonel Lancaster and his soldiers have ever had, but they are
determined to succeed no matter how well the saboteurs have planned. The
continuation of the human race depends upon it.<b><o:p></o:p></b></span></span></a></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“This is not
how I wanted to tell you, but I’ve four minutes left, and I need you to hear
the truth from me before you hear partial truths from Dr. Tong.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Dr. Tong?”
She was now completely confused about their topic of conversation.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“I
dated—actually lived with—Dr. Tong when she attended Berkeley for her undergrad
degree. We were not in the same field, so I saw no issues. Still, we kept it
very quiet. And honestly, I wouldn’t be telling you now, except I’m almost
certain she will.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“When?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“The first
chance she gets.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“No, I meant
when did you live with her?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“I met her
during her freshman year and she moved in with me the following summer.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She didn’t move out until her senior year.
That would have been your second year at Berkeley.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-size: large;">Tam blinked
in confusion. “But you were always with me at the lab.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-size: large;">He laughed
softly. “That was her opinion as well. It’s why we broke up. It’s why she
changed schools for her doctorate.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“She thought
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Yes, and
that’s why she was so rude to you and will likely continue to give you a hard
time.” His face hardened. “I know your temper, but I need you to continue to
show the restraint you did today. If it comes down to you and her, I fear it
will be you who is left behind.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“Why? She’s
a linguist. What do we even need her for?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“It’s not
her knowledge; it’s her DNA. Janise is genetically flawless. The future of the
human race needs her. In a crunch, I could cover your skill requirements, but
there’s no one close to her genetic purity.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Lancaster entered and declared he needed Tamara.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-size: large;">Max sighed.
“This is not where I wanted to leave this conversation. We’ll talk about this
later tonight.” He gently pulled her from her chair and handed her over to
Lancaster.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Lancaster’s eyes on her; no doubt Mr. Busy-body wanted to know what Max had
told her. As he rushed her down the hall, her mind kept repeating Max’s declaration
that Dr. Tong was genetically perfect. His lover for two years was genetically
perfect. His genetically perfect lover who’d left him, but now clearly wanted
him back.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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her head no and suddenly wished she had long hair like Tong’s so she could hide
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trying to make me cry. In fact, he was trying to prepare me so I wouldn’t be
hurt. Unfortunately, Max’s attempt inadvertently hurt my feelings. It’s no big
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-size: large;">“He told me
he and Dr. Tong used to be lovers, that she blames me for their break-up, and
she is genetically perfect and more important to this project than I am,” Tam
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meant she did not see his intent until he kissed her. She stiffened at first
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and it had been ages since anyone had kissed her. He felt so amazingly
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<b><i><span style="background: white;">Remote and Deadly.</span></i></b><span style="background: white;"> </span><br />
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description. But when the vampire assassin spots a curvaceous woman, a human no
less, who would come to fill his thoughts, he would gladly shake his persona
for a moment in time with her. Instead, he kept his distance, watching out for
her and learning more about her every time their paths crossed. But he had yet
to speak to her. When a turn of events thrusts her into his solitary life, he
must decide whether to complete his assignment, or protect her. </span><br />
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<span style="background: white;">Olivia Sabin had dedicated her life to her work;
finding a cure for cancer. She had hidden behind the mask of a scientist who
cares little about anything beyond her laboratory, and for a long while she
believed it herself. But when a mysterious man came to frequent the diner she
visited nightly, her awareness of him devastated her concentration, and she
came to look forward to the glimpses of him, however brief. </span><br />
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work, she knows he’s the only one she can turn to. She’s willing to sacrifice
everything in order to protect him and others of his kind from the same fate.
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt;">That was the moment he
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt;">Her mass of cascading
dark, curly hair bounced against the burgundy mid-length trench coat wrapped
tightly around her to ward off the chill of the late September night.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But with her head tilted down, he was unable
to see her face.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Even from the distance
of over two hundred yards, he could hear her mumbling to herself.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As hard as he listened, he couldn’t quite
make out the words.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The coat did nothing
to cover her curves hidden underneath, and he found himself enthralled by the
sway of her hips.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>His gaze traveled down
her curvy body, and his groin tightened with every step she took.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt;">Before he could
contemplate his actions, he leapt from the deck and flew down the mountain,
stopping when he stood, hidden in the darkness, a few feet from her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He forced himself to widen the distance
between them, and started trailing her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt;">Experience and his
enhanced senses kept him out of sight from her and the others who ventured out
on the cold night.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He soon found that
she was so absorbed in whatever happened to be on her mind that he could have stood
right in front of her, and she would’ve ignored him and kept walking.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt;">He trailed her as she
closed in on the diner on the corner, learning that the small eatery was her
destination on most nights.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She chose
that moment to brush her long hair out of her face.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>With that tiny movement, her fragrance of
lemongrass and green apple drifted back toward him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A low snarl erupted from his throat as his
body stiffened in shock; the unexpected reaction to her scent was so fierce, he
was torn between his instant desire for her and self-preservation.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The sound he hadn’t managed to smother
must’ve reached her, because her head turned toward him and her brows drew down
in confusion.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A split second before her
eyes landed on where he stood, he stepped back, pissed at his infinitesimal
loss of control.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A silent sigh of relief
passed his lips as she shook her head, not able to spot in him the dark, and
continued on her way.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt;">In his over two
hundred year existence, he’d never been attracted to a human.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Blood was the one reason that he interacted
with humans, and even that could be taken from a donor without him having him
drink from the source.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But as he tried
to pass off a reason he reacted to her in such an elemental way, he continued
to follow her, finding himself outside the door that read Blue Plate
Diner.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Obscured by the door, his eyes
tracked movement as the waitress greeted her as if they were old friends.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>For a reason he couldn’t fathom, he felt a
surge of jealousy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He was still a
stranger to this captivating human, and she intrigued him.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt;">Without quite knowing
why he had followed her, he opened the door and walked into the chrome and
tiled cafe, taking the time to pull up the hood of his sweatshirt.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He scanned the place and settled for a booth
at the back of the restaurant, where he could watch her without being detected.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt;">By the time he’d sat
down and scanned for any possible dangers, she had pulled out a laptop along
with a sheaf of papers filled with formulas he couldn’t decipher.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Between typing and writing in the margins of
the already filled pages, the concentration on her work was total.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt;">He found himself mesmerized by the play of emotions on her face as she
worked.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A smile for when she figured out
a problem, or a frown when something didn’t quite fit, and everything in
between.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He couldn’t take his eyes off
of her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When she bit her lip in
concentration, it took all of his control to keep his distance from her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He found that he had to grip the table to keep
himself still, when all he wanted to do was devour her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt;">The spell was broken
when the waitress had placed a club sandwich with a side of fries on the free
space next to her elbow.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He forced
himself to relax, but kept his eyes on her when she reached for the sandwich
absently and ate without really paying attention to anything else but the work
in front of her.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt;">After several hours,
her hand covered a small yawn.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She
glanced at her watch, and he felt the side of his mouth tilt as she rolled her
eyes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Thanking the waitress, she reached
for two tens in her pocket and dropped them on the table before she packed up
and left.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt;">From that night on, he
made a point to arrive at the diner minutes after she was seated, and spent
hours scanning her face as he watched her work.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>And every night, he slid into the shadows as she walked home to her
small cottage, with its bright white siding with cornflower blue shutters that
matched her perfectly.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Each night, he
waited until she was safely inside with the door locked, before he made his way
back to his home on the mountain.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 18.0pt;">His attraction also came with
a somewhat unwanted reaction.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Protectiveness.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He estimated her
height at under five and a half feet tall, and although she walked everywhere
in their relatively safe little town—to her job at Standard Biotech and her
home, several blocks from the diner—he had to tamp down his need to protect
her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>From what, he couldn’t explain,
even to himself.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #111111; font-size: 18.0pt;">Valerie writes paranormal and contemporary romances with
strong alpha males and brilliant, beautiful heroines. She lives in Denver, Colorado
with her wonderfully supportive husband and their funny and wise black lab.
She's addicted to coffee, crime shows, and reading and writing character driven
romances.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Josephine 'Jo' Rayburn has no luck with love. Between the
demands of her job as a homicide detective, finding the perfect yarn for her
knitting projects, and her nosy family, she doesn't have time to find her <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">happily ever after</i>, nor does she really
believe it exists. Until she's assigned to the Gravedigger task force where she
meets Rhysian 'Rhys' Harrison, the sexy Coroner's assistant.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Rhys Harrison thought he had found love with the perfect
woman. But his parents' death forced him to choose between his fiancée and
caring for his brother, he chose his brother. His only regret, the medical
degree he abandoned to work in the Coroner's office. When the Gravedigger
leaves his latest victim at the gates of a cemetery, Rhys and Jo are thrown
together, her prickly personality interests him, but it's her deeply hidden
romantic side that captivates him.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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the task force members is shot, Rhys's fears of losing Jo, like he's lost so
much already, threaten to rip them apart. Can she convince him that love is
worth having no matter the risk? Or will he play it safe, leaving before his
heart becomes too attached?</span><o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b> and showcases Sullivan and Jo's partnership~</b><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Rayburn, Krane, my office,” the captain commanded, striding
through the bullpen.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Dammit! Her morning had been great. Their LTs hadn't tossed
many cases their way. Only two and the rest needed reports written.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Sit.” He pointed to the chairs across from his desk. The
cramped office held a bookcase with an attached credenza filled with various
books, awards and a few trophies from their department's baseball team. On the
desk was an ancient computer and pictures of the captain's wife and kids.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">In some respects, the office was like any other in law
enforcement. Papers, files, books, and odds and ends. In others, the space was
unique in that the wine-colored leather chair, the captain sat in, was a gift
from his wife. The solid credenza and desk were made from dark, expensive wood
and given to him by his in-law's when he received the promotion to captain.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Did you try to pass the Gravedigger case to Robbery?” The
captain's patent scowl firmly in place.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">“No,” Sullivan stated, his gaze jumping to Jo and she shifted
guiltily. “Wait . . . you tried to pass our case off?”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Maybe.” Of course she tried to pass the case off, however
she'd been provoked. Dammit, Jo couldn't tell them this wasn't her fault
without explaining.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The captain pinched the bridge of his nose, unsettling his
glasses. “Why, Detective Rayburn?”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Shit. The captain was beyond pissed if he was using her title
and last name, together. How to explain it'd just been a joke? Sullivan's
gape-jawed expression would've made all of this worthwhile, except for the
waves of anger rolling off Captain Walker.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">If Brown and Jones would lay off the damned zombie emails,
she'd not have done anything. But the damned emails were clogging her inbox no
matter how many times she coded them as spam. Those crap emails buried leads
and updates Jo needed. Never in this lifetime would she say <i>that</i> to the captain, Jo would never be a
snitch.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">“You know what? I don't want to know.” He jabbed a finger at
her. “It's your case, period. Have you two made any progress?”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">“No, sir. The clothes didn't pan out. They're older than the
first body. None of the other files say anything about flowers, but they'll be
on the lookout if they get any more bodies.” Jo rubbed her forehead. “Tech is
looking at cleaning up Tennessee's video, but told us not to hold our breath—”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">“What you're telling me is we have nothing until he digs
another woman up,” the captain interrupted.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">“Yes, sir.” Sullivan drew the captain's narrow-eyed gaze to
himself.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">“Fine, get out of here. Work on your other cases. Let me know
if you get any leads.”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">“Yes, sir.” Jo scrambled from the chair and darted for the
office door. The meeting could've gone much worse, but maybe with the upcoming
holidays the captain was giving her a break.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">“And don't think the damned holidays mellowed me, Rayburn.
Don't pull that shit again.”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Gulping, Jo opened his door. “Yes, sir.”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">No sooner had she sat down than a file flopped onto her desk.
She turned her frown into a yawn. Sullivan arched a brow at her, but otherwise
his face was impassive. She'd been with him long enough to know he was asking
if she had this. A slight tip of her chin and he sat back, allowing her to
handle the two assholes.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Brown, how's tricks?” Jo asked.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">“Heard the captain wasn't too happy with you trying to dump
your case on us, Rayburn,” he stated from behind her.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">Her chair released a loud squeal when she spun it to look at
the smug bastard. “Nope.”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">His beady eyes narrowed on her as she popped the '<i>p</i>' at the end of the word. The suit he
wore was clean cut and pressed within an inch of its life. She was tempted to
lean forward and thump it to see if it'd shatter. But as the man that inhabited
the suit didn't have much in the way of a sense of humor, she refrained. His
partner however . . .<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Jo! Man, you can't be giving us shit you and Sullivan can't
solve. It's bad form.” Jones wove between the other desks to join his partner.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">Where Brown looked like a cross between a high school
principal and a disapproving maître d', Jones was his polar opposite. Frumpy
clothes that looked to have been slept in and a rounded belly from his fondness
for hamburgers, and hot apple pies, Jones reminded people of their sweet uncles
or best friend.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">“Hey, you're part of Robbery”—she faked another yawn with a
cough at the end to cover a chuckle that wanted to escape—“and technically
these women were stolen—”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">“We're not taking the zombie case,” Brown growled leaning
over Jo.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">She arched a brow. Not intimidated in the least, she pressed
into his face. “Then quit giving mine and Sullivan's emails out. Because if I
get one more damned zombie survival email, I'm gonna do something a helluva lot
worse than try to transfer our case to you two.”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">Jo shouldn't retaliate, it would be wrong of her, and petty.
Meh, like she cared. Inhaling deeply, Jo made damn sure Brown faced her before
exhaling with a woosh toward him. That onion laden breakfast burrito she'd
eaten this morning was made to be shared—with assholes.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“What the hell have you been eating?” Brown reeled away from
her with a jerk, waving a hand in front of his nose. Then he rounded on Jones
and stabbed a finger in his direction. “You! No sending them emails or signing
them up for shit. I do <i>not</i> want that
damned case!”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">Jones's gaze dropped as he pretended to look contrite, but
the broad grin contradicted any remorse he might have felt. “Fine.”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">“Payback's a bitch and you two need to remember I have video
of last year's Halloween party.”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Jones's head jerked up and his eyes rounded, the smile gone.
“No, okay, no more. Swear to God, Jo.”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">“Deal.” Jo held her hand out and shook Jones's, then Brown's
hands in rapid succession.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">“I'll spread the word,” Jones added after Brown jabbed him in
the side.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">“Thank you, gentlemen. Nice doing business with you.”
Spinning back to her desk, she listened for their footsteps to retreat.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">“What the hell kind of video do you have on them?” Sullivan
asked, making Jo release a snort of laughter.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">“Now, Sullivan . . . if I have something on them that'd be
blackmail—”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">“Yeah . . .” He motioned with his hand impatiently.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">“Fine. They may or may have gotten drunk at our Halloween
party then sang '<i>So Long, Farewell</i>'
along with the entire dance.”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">“Holy shit. Like from the Sound of Music?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">Grinning, Jo nodded.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">“Holy shit.”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">Throwing a paper clip at him, she said, “Quit saying that.”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">“How? Jones, yeah, I can see if enough liquor's involved, but
Brown—”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">“Because I convinced them that Arabelle was there and
requested it.”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">Sullivan's eyes widened and then narrowed with a frown. “You
used my daughter to get blackmail on our fellow officers?”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">Nervous, she nibbled her bottom lip. “Yeah.”<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="Textbody" style="text-align: left;">
<span style="font-size: large;">“Way to go, partner!” His frown slid into a grin as he held
up his hand for a hi-five.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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a slinky thief who must outmaneuver her sadistic cousin. My male characters
aren't cookie cutter either. There's so much diversity in the world that one
size does not fit all. It's the same for love. My male characters are diverse.
I have several he-men, alpha types, but I also have nerds in glasses who can
kickass when needed, whether in a board room or in a parking garage. I have
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knows...<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="mso-bookmark: _Toc530817047;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 20.0pt;">“We all like to believe we are
masters of our fate. However, usually it isn’t true. Somewhere, a person
exists, sometimes completely unknown to you, whose slightest action impacts
your life.”</span></span><span style="mso-bookmark: _Toc530817047;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 20.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">Billionaire David Ross has created a
sanctuary for an alien species that superficially resembles Earth’s black
panther. This race is superior in both strength and longevity to humans.
David’s plan is to seed a new world with the offspring of these aliens and
selected humans. Contrary to the covenants of the project, he sends a special
young woman named Jesse to the island against her will. Her arrival changes
more than he planned.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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off the boat on a stretcher.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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down into her face. “What’s wrong with her?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">The captain handed the woman a letter,
which she read.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">“Take her back on the boat!” the woman
demanded. “She does not come by free will. Take her back before it is too late.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">“It’s already too late,” the captain
said. “My orders are very clear on this point. No one leaves this island.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">“But she has seen absolutely nothing.
She has no idea where you’ve taken her!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">“She knows it’s an island, less than a
day from the mainland. That’s too much knowledge. She remains here, Carmella,
and that’s all there is to it.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">“But she does not want to be here!
David had no right to do this! It is hard enough for those who have willingly
accepted.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">The captain snorted in impatience.
“Please. It’s not as if she has to accept anything difficult. Hell, this place
is a paradise! She’ll adapt.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">“And if she doesn’t?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">“Then put her back on the boat and I’ll
get rid of her for you.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">“You mean kill her?” Carmella hissed.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">“Yes. You know the rule, Carmella. No
one leaves this island. Do you have any idea what would happen to your children
if they became known to the world?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">Carmella stood in helpless rage for a
moment. She then stroked Jesse’s cheek. “I’m sorry, Jesse, but it appears you
are going to have to stay. It was wrong of David to send you against your will.
But trust me when I say you are most wanted, and I hope you will not blame your
new family for David’s unforgivable action.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">Jesse struggled with her emotions. She
wanted to hate her new family, to hold them equally responsible for her
abduction, but how could she when they were not a part of David’s scheme. She
could see the woman, Carmella, was very upset over the matter.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bauhaus 93"; font-size: 18.0pt;">ALIENS
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Leaving Earth<o:p></o:p></h4>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Liza lives in Denville, NJ with her dog
Jess. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ,
hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive
with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky
dive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid
gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts.
Yet through her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing
novels. She loves to create interesting characters, set them loose, and scribe
what happens in a myriad of genres.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br />Liza O'Connorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11206604386433215482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6312222071270233887.post-47429072599582509152019-07-29T00:00:00.000-04:002019-07-29T00:00:00.594-04:00Scavenger Falters @Liza0Connor<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 6.0pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 0in;">
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<strong><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">You feel like
your catcher lost wind (you failed)<o:p></o:p></span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">There’s got
to be enough wind for the both of us (there is no reason why either of us
should fail)<o:p></o:p></span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">I’ve got the
wind at my back. (this is going to be easy.)<o:p></o:p></span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">What a blow
out! (what a disaster!)<o:p></o:p></span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; font-weight: normal; line-height: 150%;">Wind is a big thing in the future. The Americas (what’s left of Mexico,
the U.S. and Canada) have stationary circular hurricane level winds that cover
most of the country. To protect our country and cities, scientists created
methods of flying the high circular winds. Those who risked their lives,
learning to fly the winds were called SkyRyders. <o:p></o:p></span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; font-weight: normal; line-height: 150%;">Windcatchers are complex parachutes. In its simplistic form, it’s large
catcher hangs slightly above but in front of the flyer as it pulls the SkyRyder
in the same direction as the wind blows. Thus, most flyers only feel a faint
breeze behind them when flying with the wind. <o:p></o:p></span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; font-weight: normal; line-height: 150%;">There are also three to five narrow sturdy fabric panels that control
lift, descent, and enable cross wind tracking by creating various angles of
wind diversion, rather like rudders in water. <o:p></o:p></span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; font-weight: normal; line-height: 150%;">These are critical for control. They are also the most likely to blow out.
If a panel blows, it almost always results in the death of the Ryder.<o:p></o:p></span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; font-weight: normal; line-height: 150%;">A great many men died while learning to fly these windcatchers in the
years after the Terror Wars ended. Once the catcher was deemed reliable enough,
they stopped altering its shape. Naturally, new expressions began to appear in
the SkyRyders language as they expressed themselves with what they knew best:
Flying. <o:p></o:p></span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Liza O’Connor<o:p></o:p></span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; font-weight: normal; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Alisha Kane, the Corps’ best flyer, is promoted to
colonel, in charge of teaching the Corp’s SkyRyders her extraordinary flying
maneuvers. The man she loves, Logan, continues to place the Corps first and
insists they both remain focused on their work. For Alisha, this means
ferreting out the best flyers in a Corps that has systematically forced great
flyers into mediocrity. Logan focuses on learning Alisha’s flying techniques so
that he can become the hero the East Coast desperately needs. The result includes
fractured ribs and broken hearts, but through it all they never relinquish
their love of the Corps. <o:p></o:p></span></strong></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">(Alisha’s reactions when Colonel Logan steals
her wind).<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Thanks for helping me escape, Jack, but I
really need to be alone now.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“No, you most certainly do not.” He opened the
door and guided her inside.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Jack, please. You’ve been very kind to me, but
I just need to sort some things out.” She went to her bed and lay down facing
the wall.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">A second later, she felt the edge of the bed
dip as Jack sat down beside her. His hand gently stroked her arm.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I know what you’re feeling.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“No, you don’t,” she said, struggling not to
cry.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I do too.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Angry that he wouldn’t leave her alone, she
rolled over and glared at him. “Then tell me what I’m feeling!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“You’re feeling like your catcher just lost its
wind and dropped you on the ground. And what makes it worse is the person who
stole your wind is someone you really like. So you’re ashamed of your
resentment; you know it’s not fair; you only wish good things for your friend,
but you don’t understand why their success has to cause you such pain. Surely,
there’s got to be enough wind for both of you.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Having her thoughts so clearly put into words
brought the tears she had been so diligently fighting. “You do know what I’m
feeling,” she admitted and quickly rolled over toward the wall so he wouldn’t
see her cry. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">She felt the weight on the bed shift, and
suddenly he lay beside her, holding her as she cried away her misery. Having
his arms around her reminded her of how the colonel use to hold her and
thinking of Colonel Logan’s kindness only made her cry harder.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I’m a horrible person,” she sobbed.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“No, you’re a wonderful person.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“No, I’m horrible. Colonel Logan risked
everything so I could have my moment of glory, and the first day he gets some
well-deserved recognition, I react like the spoiled selfish little debutante I
was raised to be.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">The SkyRyder’s Series, Book 2<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Or go wide with<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 28.0pt; line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://books2read.com/u/3nnXK6">D2D</a><o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">About the Author<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Liza
O’Connor lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. They hike in fabulous woods
every day, rain or shine, sleet or snow. Having an adventurous nature, she
learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in
Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia,
dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky dive in Indiana, and raft a class four
river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in
watercolors and graphic arts. Yet through her entire life, her first love has
and always will be writing novels.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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BOOKS BY LIZA O’CONNOR</span></b></span></span><b><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 150%;">SCIENCE
FICTION<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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humor, romance, and science<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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Probabilities</span></b></a><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "calibri" , sans-serif; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-size: large;">Liza O’Connor</span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 107%;">How to get along in the SkyRyders. Be male and don’t fly
better than your captain. Have your family send their best sweets in your
monthly care package so you can give them to your captain. Accept your position
as Dog for the first year of training.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="line-height: 107%;">If you are female, expect to be abused, tormented, and
diminished, because as far as the captain is concerned, females are only good
for one thing. And if you refuse to play, prepare to die.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="line-height: 107%;">So what’s going to happen to Alisha when she flies with
skills far beyond her captain’s and knows him to be the one who murdered her
friend?<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="line-height: 107%;">Scavenger’s Mission<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Meet Alisha: A young woman who refuses to live the life her
parents want.<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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In a single month,
Alisha Kane has gone from a wealthy debutante to street girl to scavenger.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>While testing her new flying skills in the
Cully Canyon, Alisha incurs a <span style="mso-no-proof: yes;">near-death</span> crash
landing. She’s “rescued” by a colonel of the SkyRyders and her life changes
forever.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Meet Logan: A SkyRyder colonel in charge of a sleepy fort
with little to do other than arrest the occasional scavenger.<o:p></o:p></b></div>
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For the first time in
his life, Logan’s attracted to a young woman, only she’s probably a scavenger
and he’ll have to arrest her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But first, he offers her a shower and food while he checks on his crew. His videographer
has captured her extraordinary flight through the Cully and her flying is
astounding!<o:p></o:p></div>
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He forgoes arresting
her and puts his career at risk by asking MAC to assess her skills and
integrity as a potential SkyRyder. If he can get Alisha into the SkyRyders, it
will be his greatest contribution to the Corps.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Meet MAC: The Artifical Intelligence that runs the SkyRyders
Corps. <o:p></o:p></b></div>
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arrival, MAC upgrades Alisha’s test. Her flying skills are not just excellent;
they exceed what was previously thought possible. MAC classifies her as its top
asset and soon she proves her value.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">But…</b>the SkyRyders remain
a male-dominated Corps where Alisha’s sense of right and wrong often clashes
with her superiors. How long can a rebellious young woman survive in a
regimented Corps?<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;">After her third stall-out and dunking on the ridge, Alisha
attempted to out-climb him, but Washington and Ollie were behind her, diverting
a major portion of her wind. All she did was increase the distance of her fall
when she stalled. Thank God the suit she wore was three sizes too large, for it
helped her to slow the descent and direct her fall into an overhanging tree so
the wind-catcher caught in its limbs, preventing her from smashing down onto
pointy granite rocks at high speed. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;">When the tree limbs broke from the force of impact, she
still fell and hurt her knee in the tumble, but at least she lived. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;">She had hoped DC would be satisfied with the results of the
day. She’d been thoroughly beaten, humiliated, and humbled. While severe, her
injury would not cause him censure. His punishment had been perfectly planned
and executed.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;">To her shock, he commanded her to get up and take another
run. Alisha realized something had broken in his twisted mind. It wasn’t his
intent to punish her. He planned to kill her. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;">Thus,</span><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;"> Alisha saw no alternative but to fly into the wind farm.
Using a standard catcher, death was a probability, but if she didn’t escape DC
and his obedient squad, she now realized death was a certainty. If his intent
had been anything but murder, he would have stopped after the last crash.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;">How she managed to turn and steer her clumsy catcher into
the farm, she didn’t know. Feigning left, she pulled the catcher hard right,
aiming between two rows of invisible blades. The greatest danger was that the
wind would blow her catcher into a blade. There would be no recovery. Within
seconds of <span style="mso-no-proof: yes;">first</span> contact, the blades
would reel her in and chop her body into a thousand pieces. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;">Without question, she’d be safer if she just collapsed her
catcher and hit the ground, but if she landed too close to the border of the
farm, DC could hunt her down on foot. With her leg busted up, she’d be the
slowest rabbit he’d ever bagged. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;">Alisha held the catcher steady against the west wind until
she estimated she was a mile into the farm. She released her harness at the
exact same time she collapsed her catcher. She hoped it would fall safely to
the ground and not wrap up in a wind generator, but if it did, she sure as hell
didn’t want to follow it up. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;">She hit the ground favoring her strong leg, but it didn’t
matter. The pain was so intense that she rolled into a ball, trying desperately
not to black out. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;">“Get up,” she warned herself. “Hide the catcher and get away
from here.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;">Somehow Alisha forced herself to move farther into the farm.
She didn’t worry about leaving prints in the sand. The wind blew so hard any
footprints disappeared in seconds. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;">After walking over half a mile east into the farm, she
noticed blood dripping from her knee. She unzipped her suit and pulled off her
shirt, wrapping it tightly around the open wound. The pressure hurt like hell,
but she had to stop the bleeding. While the sand covered the drops of blood in
seconds, the tracking gear DC had could still follow it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; line-height: 150%;">Realizing they had to be close behind, she altered her
direction and headed south.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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saw the laser bead on her shoulder. She weaved through the windmill posts,
hoping the metal would confuse the bullet as it attempted to follow the path to
its target. When she heard the bullet ricochet on metal, she stopped for a
moment and re-assessed the situation. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<br />Liza O'Connorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11206604386433215482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6312222071270233887.post-65107964323898764942019-07-15T20:14:00.000-04:002019-06-29T21:51:37.189-04:00The Gods of Probabilities @Liza0Connor<br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Definition
of Xenophobia</span></b><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 150%;"> – An Unreasonable fear or hatred of
strangers from other lands/countries/planets.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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usage</span></b><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 150%;">: 1905-from the word Xenos, meaning strange added to
Phobia, meaning fear. Together they mean fear of strangers.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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usage: 2300</span></b><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 150%;"> – Fear of sentient aliens, especially
those who do not resemble a humanoid form.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 150%;">In The Gods of Probabilities, Captain Zousan discovers
a great deal of his crew harbor xenophobic attitudes. This comes to light when
Pane is given the critical position of Shepherd for the planet Zepwick, which
is vitally important for the success of The Path of Light.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Pane is the result of one of the Gods getting frisky
with an orangutan species on the planet Hooweet in the Triangulum Galaxy. As
the dominant intelligent life on the planet, they drove about in three-wheeled
helio cars that could also fly short distances. Their young people loved to go
dancing and swinging ‘til the break of dawn, then head off to battle at the break
of dawn. They were warring with the other tribes, much like humans do, so
Zousan sent one of his crew down to teach them to live in harmony. Taking on
the rallying cry of “Make Love, not War” the sub-par God evidently followed his
own advice. Nine months later, Pane was born. Normally, God genes dominated
over the DNA of the native partner, and they always came out looking like…
well, Gods. The men were handsome and strong, the ladies beautiful and svelte. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 150%;">This suggests that Pane’s DNA proved stronger and
better than the DNA of the idiot God that Zousan had sent to the planet. He
would like to know exactly who he sent to the planet, only the computer refuses
to tell him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Despite Pane’s excessive fur, short bow legs, and a
grey muzzle jutting from his brown furry face, Zousan thinks him an excellent
Shepherd, the best he had in fact. Pane had great empathy for his charges,
excellent problem-solving skills, quick to give others credit for their ideas,
diligent, focused, hardworking and never resented questions or suggestions.
While disturbing in appearance, he handled his charges to perfection.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Zousan only wished he had more like Pane. But
Pane was unique, both in his abilities and his hideous features. And his
presence had brought to Zousan’s attention that he had a serious xenophobia
problem. Even knowing they might destroy The Path of Light by their actions or
inactions, other crew members will ignore his requests, even if they were
signed off by his supervisor Athena. Zousan is constantly having to intervene
because the Xenophobes on his staff send Pane’s Highest Priority requests down
to the bottom of a hundred yearlong queue.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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through the next black hole they pass. SANS SHIP!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 150%;">While this quelled the obvious signs of Xenophobia,
nothing has altered the hearts of his crew. The Gods who were Xenophobes
yesterday are still Xenophobes. They’re just more careful about it.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 150%;">And the problem isn’t just with the Gods. The large
contingency of humans in space, while claiming to follow The Path of Light, in
truth walk a darker path, plotting to kill all other sentient lifeforms in the
all the multiverses. I’m sorry to say, but some things never change.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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require a time shifter to ensure the Path of Light reigns during the final
collapse of possibilities. To speed the process of finding an Oceanic with the
specific talents needed, God DNA is induced in several batches of Oceanic eggs,
resulting in a generation of brilliant tiny blue Oceanic children. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 150%;">One charming
boy named Drogan has the ability to manipulate quantum reality in ways that
will strengthen the Path of Light. The only trouble is that his gift runs a high
probability of killing him and wiping out the Path of Light for good. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 150%;">While the
bureaucratic Gods will try to assist, in Quantum all possibilities not only <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">can</i>, but <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">do</i> happen, so the future is never certain.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bauhaus 93"; font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Liza O'Conner has exceeded 50 novels. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "bauhaus 93"; font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Yep, she loves to write stories in many genres: </span><br />
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<br />Liza O'Connorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11206604386433215482noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6312222071270233887.post-76671652565588652492019-07-08T00:00:00.000-04:002019-07-08T00:00:08.938-04:00Surviving Sojourn @Liza0Connor<br />
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<span style="font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Pane is the product of one of the Gods crew mating a sentient orangutan during an era when Zousan sent his fellows out
to teach sentients not to kill each other. The crew called it the <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Make Love Not War</i> campaign.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Normally, the God’s DNA overwhelms
the other species resulting in pure God DNA in the offspring.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Except, on occasion, it turns out the
sentient creature will have stronger, better DNA in some sections of the DNA
strand resulting in a mix-breed rather than a pure God. That is how Pane came
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<span style="font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 107%;">While Zousan was worried when Athena
took a liking to Pane—(He did not want furry grandkids), over time, he also grows
very fond of Pane. He promotes him to top shepherd and constantly praises him
for his fabulous ability to get sentients to cooperate with one another and
solve their own problems. This is critical to the PATH of LIGHT's success upon
the final collapse.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 107%;">The contract Zousan signed severely
limits the number of times Zousan or any of his crew can intercede to save the
various sentients needed to save the Path of Light. So Pane’s incredible gift
of persuasion, foresight, and genuine love for his sentients makes all the
difference in their battle to ensure the Path of Light triumphs over darkness. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Over time, Zousan comes to love Pane
like a son. He could not be prouder of his top Shepherd.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 107%;">But the sentient computer Marybell
senses her Pane beloved needs physical love, so Marybell suggests and Zousan
acquires a Tea Cup Puppy that resembles Pane a great deal. When the puppy licks
Pane’s nose, he licks the puppy and a love bond is set forever. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "bauhaus 93"; font-size: 22.0pt;">Liza O’Connor<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">An
alien species is removing human colonies from planets, but to where, no one
knows. Sojourn, along with the Emperor’s daughter and their crew, must find
this unknown species and negotiate a treaty before the Empire’s army declares
war on all non-human races. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Those
who do not follow the Path of Light would prefer to kill all the non-human
sentient beings before they are even aware they are under attack.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Matters turn bleak for the Path of Light when
Sojourn’s ship crash-lands on Terranue before their journey even begins.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Zousan smiled as he turned from his
monitor. “Marybell, I have a great wish to reward Pane for his extraordinary
work getting the alien bias removed from the books so Drogan could return to
Captain Longfellow’s service. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“He did more than that,” the sentient
computer replied. “By not placing Drogan on the crew list, your father has been
under the presumption he died and thus has made no further attempts to kill the
poor fellow.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Zousan had wished he’d known what an
ass his father intended to be. Then he would have bothered writing a trillion
rules to stop his father from cheating. But no, he mistakenly believed he and
his brothers and sisters had been successful with their intervention and his
father had realized he needed to stop controlling all of their lives. Given all
the troubles his father had plagued him with, he worried what happened to
Poseidon’s fishing trip and Hade’s desire for a warm climate. He doubted his
father had played fair with them any more than he had with Zousan.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“What does Pane want more than
anything?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“To be woken with kisses,” she
replied. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I thought you loved Pane?” Zousan
challenged.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I do!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Then why did you suggest I find him
another woman to warm his bed?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“I suggested no such thing! I said he
wanted to be woken with kisses.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“And how do you propose we achieve
the matter? I guarantee you no female on this ship will accept the job.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Well, I would, if I could, but I
can’t. But I have found a cute little teacup poodle to do the trick.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“There’s a planet with sentient teacups?” Zousan asked. He was definitely demoting whoever made tea cups sentient.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Actually one your idiots did try to
make sentient teacups, to prank you, but when he poured the hot water into the
cups, I made it so hot the cups melted, spilling hot water all over the idiot.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Why didn’t you tell me about this
before?” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“We weren’t on speaking terms back
then. You preferred your interface.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“That was a huge mistake on my part.
One in which I’m most thrilled to have changed.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Thank you. I much prefer our current
relationship as well.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“So, back to the original topic. What
type of Tea Cups are able to kiss Pane awake?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“It’s a puppy. A very tiny puppy. So
small, he’ll fit in a teacup. Which means Pane can keep him in his pocket so
he doesn’t have to worry about the little fellow when he’s working.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">“Then let’s get him a teacup puppy.
He’s more than earned those kisses.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "bauhaus 93"; font-size: 22.0pt;">Book 4 : Surviving Sojourn<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Liza O’Connor lives in Denville, NJ
with her dog Jess. They hike in fabulous woods every day, rain or shine, sleet
or snow. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ,
hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive
with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky
dive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid
gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts.
Yet through her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing
novels.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="http://www.lizaoconnor.com/p/about-liza.html"><span style="color: #0563c1; font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">LIZA O'CONNOR</span></a><u><span style="color: #0563c1; font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p></o:p></span></u></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Investigate
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<a href="http://multiuniversesoflizao.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;">Liza’s Multiverse Blog</span></a><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="http://www.lizaoconnor.com/p/liza-oconnors-books.html"><span style="color: blue; font-family: "" "bauhaus" "" , serif; font-size: 22.0pt;">All the
Many Books Liza has written</span></a><span style="color: black; font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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